I have adopted clothes from all the projects I'm in. It's really been a while since I've bought anything myself.

I like being a villain. Villains are more exciting.

It's very easy to confuse Sean Connery with James Bond. Sometimes in the entertainment industry, people believe the cake is more real than the baker.

Remember to be as smart as you are.

My Brat Pack buddies and I didn't exactly handle celebrity very well. Success at an early age is far more difficult to handle than failure.

Almost anything makes me laugh, especially jokes at my own expense. And I will never, ever admit to being ticklish anywhere.

Catcher in the Rye had a profound impact on me-the idea that we all have lots of dreams that are slowly being chipped away as we grow up.

I love the rehearsal process in the theatre, and the visceral sense of contact and communication with a live audience.

The movie that's had the most effect on me is Jaws. To this day when I'm in the ocean, I'm hearing that music.

I don't have any blindness when it comes to my money. As an actor, you can get distracted by your work. I do keep an eye on my nest egg, if you will.

Young alienation, disappointment and heartache is all a part of the first real growing up that we do.

One of the first things you learn as a leader, whether you choose the position of have it forced upon you, is that leadership is as much about what you don't say as what you do say.

Only use the mind for practical ways in life. Use your deep inner body energy, observation and breath to glide through life.

So many people die with their dreams in their hands.

Sleep is lovely, death is better still, not to have been born is of course the miracle.

Some people don't understand that it is the nature of the eye to have seen forever, and the nature of the mind to recall anything that was ever known.

A bullet in the right place can change the world.

Orthodoxy, my Lord,: said Bishop Warburton, in a whisper, — orthodoxy is my doxy, — heterodoxy is another man's doxy.

Truth is in history, but history is not the truth.

He loved her beyond all reason and didn't expect her to love him back. He was just waiting for her to wise up.

Does a rose exist that I might behold it? Or do I exist that a rose might be beheld?