I admire the brazen qualities in people.

I've always been quite shy. Very confident but very shy.

We'll always have art, darling.

I'd quite like to do a film but I'd also love to do more theatre. I want to keep challenging myself with good roles. It's harder for women because there aren't as many challenging roles.

I really love clothes, but I think I have a style of my own which is quite eclectic.

I'm crap at lying. I go bright red.

I come from the south, so you're useless and you're a bit pathetic. That's the first thing that the northerners think of you.

I feel like male patriarchy generally has been about repressing female sexuality because it's "scary."

Racism, specifically, is the state-sanctioned or extralegal production and exploitation of group-differentiated vulnerability to premature death.

I simply want to take a break and catch my breath. But I also think that, sometimes, the bravest thing you can do is to deliberately keep some time free and see what the world throws at you.

I love complex characters - strong females who are vulnerable but have a life and soul. That's what I'm drawn to and what I enjoy most.

With gospel-centered productivity, peace comes first, not second. the mistake we often make is to make peace of mind the result of things we do rather than the source.

An inspiration - a long, deep breath of the pure air of thought - could alone give health to the heart.

Sometimes the only way you can win is to stay out of the game.

I'll always do 'Sherlock' - it's something I'm not going to give up on.

If you let the world roll on the way it's rolling, you're voting for death. I'm not voting for death.

That is what love is I thought. A possibility that becomes a choice. A choice you keep making over and over. Day after day. Year after year. Time after time.

The years that a woman subtracts from her age are not lost. They are added to other women's.

Got an hour or two? That's all it takes for one of my books.

A giraffe has a black tongue twenty-seven inches long and no vocal cords. A giraffe has nothing to say. He just goes on giraffing.

Does virtual intimacy degrade our experience of the other kind and, indeed, of all encounters, of any kind?