I was a serious kid to an absurd degree. I was overwhelmed with responsibility. You know, trying to play grown up. I overdid it.

Once you get over that peak of puberty, you hit a nice stride.

I think I would make a lousy stay-at-home mom. It just wouldn't suit me.

Yeah, there was the Flora Plum thing, where I trained for about a month and I had taken a semester off for that, and two weeks prior to filming, the financing collapsed.

Autism does exist on a spectrum, and there are so many manifestations of it, so many kinds of expressions of it. And every case is particular.

If you do something that you're not genuinely passionate about, it is a little soul-crushing. Just not worth it.

Growing up in New York City, I was always encouraged to question authority, and I think I confused patriotism with jingoism.

It's funny with jeans now, because if they don't feel like a pair of sweatpants, I don't have patience for them anymore! I think I'm becoming increasingly lazy.

Acting is the greatest answer to my loneliness that I have found.

You don't realize how useful a therapist is until you see yourself on e and discover you have more problems than you ever dreamed of.

Every three seconds in the developing world, a child dies needlessly due to lack of basic health care and other things we all take for granted.

Never fear what people will say... Never think you can't do it because it was never done before! You can be the source of change that is suspending for quiet a long period now! You too can fly!

The only things Mick and I disagree about is the band, the music and what we do.

I do not think about the national team too much because footballistically it is not of too much interest.

If Iran wants to be treated like a normal country, let it act like a normal country.

There was that word again.Mature. Was this what maturity was? Giving up on the things we wanted because we knew we'd never get them?

The best things beyond their measure cloy.

I don't know if the idea of a career in show business or in the arts in general was looked down upon as much as by baby boomers as it was by their parents.

My only duty was to describe reality as it had come to me-to give the mundane its beautiful due.

We are dust and to dust return. In the end we're neither air, nor fire, nor water, just dirt, neither more nor less, just dirt, and maybe some yellow flowers.

A book is not harmless merely because no one is consciously offended by it.