“Face your problems! Unless your problem is your face.”

I’m not out to max my income. I think my viewers would call me on that right away if I did.

It’s not called being gay, it’s called being fabulous!

Do you ever just add things you’ve already done to your to-do list, then cross them over right away to feel more productive? Me neither.

Dropping the news to my parents that I was skipping my ‘dream education’ at Chalmers to sit at home recording videos while playing video games was not easy.

The fact that Disney bought Maker Studios doesn’t really change anything for me.

I make funny videos of me playing video games, and I share those moments.

Random acts of kindness is the worst thing like f**k off honestly.

If someone hates your guts, feed it to them if someone loves your guts, they’re probably a zombie.

Everyday is a new fresh start. To go straight back to bed.

Don’t be a salad, be the best damn broccoli you could ever be.

Don’t be yourself, be a pizza. Everyone loves pizza.

Unless you stop trying, how can you not fail anymore.

In the very few interviews I’ve made, it doesn’t matter how long we’ve talked to each other, the headline is still just about my paycheck.

Don’t you dare die on me, Bob! I’ll freakin’ kill you if you die!

What I and other YouTubers do is a very different thing; it’s almost like hanging around and watching your pal play games.

Yellow is evil, so don’t drink your piss.

I have ‘Very Rare’ tatted on my face.

I’d date a fan as long as she didn’t scream in my face.

The job is to ask questions-it always was-and to ask them as inexorably as I can. And to face the absence of precise answers with a certain humility.

I don’t see how you could get used to people screaming in your face, and anyone who says different is lying.

I had grown tired of standing in the lean and lonely front line facing the greatest enemy that ever confronted man — public opinion.

Face the thing that seems overwhelming and you will be surprised how your fear will melt away.

May I ask your name, my lady? Or perhaps angels have no names, only beautiful faces.

I tell the boy in my class that no means no and he laughs in my face – says no means change my mind.