Weird realization: If given a chance to meet most of the people I admire, I'd probably decline, because my admiration is domain-specific. I admire musicians for their music, authors for their books, scientists for their research, and I realized I care very little about the details of their lives or what they're actually like in person. I just assume all public performances/interviews/etc. are public personas.
"It appears to me... that if we could have devised an arrangement for providing everybody with music in their homes, perfect in quality, unlimited in quantity, suited to every mood, and beginning and ceasing at will, we should have considered the limit of human felicity already attained, and ceased to strive for further improvements."
From Looking Backward, by Edward Bellamy, published 1888!