At home, I hardly ever leave London. I don't like the countryside in England.

Basically, my life is so boring, it's embarrassing.

You know everyone loves to be the villain.

My grandmother was utterly convinced I'd wind up as the Archbishop of Canterbury. And, to be honest, I've never entirely ruled it out.

I just don't believe in love at first sight any more, even though I've based my whole career on the concept.

I'm a laugh tart. I make no secret of that fact.

Now [after doing Pilates], I have muscles of steel and could easily deal with giving birth.

I cling to the fantasy that I could have done something more creative. Like actually writing a script, or writing a book. But the awful truth is that I... probably can't!

The only reason my work seems to be eclectic up to a certain period is because I was a failure as an actor.

There is space in the supermarket shelf for all of us.

But when you're a celebrity, you discover that you're no longer the pursuer, but the one being pursued. That's one of the disappointments I have had since becoming a single man.

Explore. Train your conscious mind and your subconscious mind to start working for you by getting those great powers to move in a new direction. Start creating your own good luck today.

I was writing an earnest novel about cruises in the Caribbean and I just started writing 'Bridget Jones' to get some money, to finance this earnest work, and then I chucked it out.

The grateful heart will always find opportunities to show its gratitude.

She put her hand on her hip. "Where are you going?" "To the boat. You called me Lord Bill again. That means we're cool." Cerise slapped her forehead with the heel of her hand and followed him.

That cause is strong which has, not a multitude, but one strong man behind it.

In that you're wrong. I choose, I adhere, I pursue, I commit, I attain. That - that, my errant friend - is an absolute." - Hawk

Ask yourself, what makes my book so different? So interesting? Don’t write to be a best seller. Write for and from your heart, not your wallet. Write something you want to be remembered by.

I've seen many troubles in my time, only half of which ever came true.

Borders are scratched across the hearts of men By strangers with a calm, judicial pen, And when the borders bleed we watch with dread The lines of ink across the map turn red.

Half our virtue arises from our being out of the way of temptation.