I don't do all of this as an indulgence. I do it because I'm not a good enough actor to not do it.

If you have a milkshake and I have a milkshake, and I have a straw and my straw reaches across the room and starts to drink your milkshake... I drink your milkshake! I drink it up!

Being at the centre of a film is a burden one takes on with innocence the first time. Thereafter, you take it on with trepidation.

Everybody has to know for themselves what they're capable of.

It's a source of great sadness to me that my father died without having seen me do anything worthwhile. He was constantly having to make excuses for me.

I live in a landscape, which every single day of my life is enriching.

I like things that make you grit your teeth. I like tucking my chin in and sort of leading into the storm. I like that feeling. I like it a lot.

A voice is such a deep, personal reflection of character.

For as long as I can remember, the thing that gave me a sense of wonderment and renewal... has always been the work of other actors.

Acting is about people. Other people. Otherwise, you're not acting, you're doing monologues.

The more articulate somebody is, the more suspicious I am of them. I like to feel that the important things remain unsaid.

Spiritual maturity is a natural part of sentient evolution

There is no sin that Jesus cannot forgive.

Once, I believed that space couldhave no power over faith, just as I believed the heavens declared the glory of God’shandwork. Now I have seen that handwork, and my faith is sorely troubled.

...You want a special truth. *You* want the truth to be a truth that *you* like. You want it to be a pretty little truth that fits what you already believe!

We do not go to the theatre like our ancestors, to escape from the pressure of reality, so much as to confirm our experience of it.

If you have to compromise, be sure to compromise up.

Too many songs, weak rhymes that's mad long. Make it brief son: half short, twice strong!

I definitely would rather take a nap than get angry.

Genius is a promontory jutting out into the infinite.

Such tricks hath strong imagination, That, if it would but apprehend some joy, It comprehends some bringer of that joy; Or in the night, imagining some fear, How easy is a bush supposed a bear!