I did a lot of acting at school and university, then I went to drama school. It was quite a normal route.

I remember very clearly someone saying, 'Don't shake hands with the cactus,' and I thought, 'Well, why not? What could possibly go wrong?' Shaking hands is a friendly gesture.

Pull the hair on my head the wrong way, and I would be on my knees begging for mercy. I have very sensitive follicles.

I'm a high-functioning sociopath, do your research.

Looking for happiness is a sure way to sadness, I think. You have to take each moment as it comes.

Enjoy the journey of life and not just the endgame. I'm also a great believer in treating others as you would like to be treated.

Being a posh actor in England you cannot escape the class-typing from whatever side you look at it.

The further you get away from yourself, the more challenging it is. Not to be in your comfort zone is great fun.

You come into this world as you leave it, on your own. It's made me want to live a life slightly less ordinary.

I keep myself amused and others confused

If you have an over-preoccupation with perception and trying to please people's expectations, then you can go mad.

Poor motivation and alertness cause complacency

I work to Glenn Gould in the morning and go to sleep listening to Parsifal.

The danger sensation is exciting. The challenge is to find new dangers.

Rome is all things high and low. It is like God, it accommodates so much.

Out of the darkness comes light like a flash You think you can, you think you can Sometimes that is the problem Dream little darling dream

I was just about 6 weeks old when we moved to Detroit.

True love cannot be found where it truly does not exist, Nor can it be hidden where it truly does. Anonymous Love possesses not nor would it be possessed; For love is sufficient unto love.

The wilderness holds answers to questions man has not yet learned to ask.

Similes prove nothing, but yet greatly lighten and relieve the tedium of argument.

Twenty bridges from Tower to Kew — (Twenty bridges or twenty two) — Wanted to know what the River knew, For they were young, and the Thames was old And this is the tale that River told.