I was 7, and I remember being given a part in a play and thinking, This is exciting.

Give me a window and I'll stare out it.

I have a love-hate relationship with white silk.

If you could build a house on a trampoline, that would suit me fine.

I get stage fright and gremlins in my head saying: 'You're going to forget your lines'.

I've never been able to plan my life. I just lurch from indecision to indecision.

We're dead as a species if we don't tell stories, because then we don't know who we are.

I suppose with any good writing and interesting characters, you can have that awfully overused word [...] - a jouuuuuurney.

It would be wonderful to think that the future is unknown and sort of surprising.

Talent is an accident of genes - and a responsibility.

Any actor who judges his character is a fool - for every role you play you've got to absorb that character's motives and justifications.

The night darkens, the stars unfriendly, the cold a knife upon her neck - but Nella waits, until she can no longer difference between Johannes and the darkness that carries him away.

One thing hatred can do very well is to attack what it hates!

Looking at these photographs, I know that I will never understand the world I live in or fully know the places I've been. I've learned for sure only what I don't know - and how much I have to learn.

Every next level of your life will demand a different version of you.

Ooo la la! That kiss was fine, and it was full of all the words I didn't need to say.

I have a great time with my life, and I wanna share it.

Use encouragement. Make the fault seem easy to correct.

My skin has turned to porcelain, to ivory, to steel.

Change is automatic, Progress is Not!