It makes me feel like working non-stop: at least, on sets, the level of security gives me a bit of privacy. It's a relief.

I was only given this life because I'm strong enough to live it.

I'm afraid of buying a house or anything, 'cause if there's one paparazzi outside for one day, then they'll never leave.

Music means freedom to me. But in acting you can pretend to be someone else and I like that.

I did this movie about Salvador Dali a few years ago and had hair extensions and a little bob. That was incredibly bizarre.

People who are the most normal are probably the most crazy.

I prefer to be someone who has to confront his many fears instead of someone who has the illusion he doesn't fear anything

I'm always shocked by the people who I'm attracted to. It's always completely random. I generally like people who are a bit crazy but yeah, that's pretty much my only prerequisite.

The link between my brain and my mouth is just not there anymore.

Sometimes I think, 'To hell with acting' and then I realize I could be working at a shoe shop. Acting is much cooler.

I've never met anyone who's left a comment on anything. It's just demons who live in basements.

Stop making things of less value your food for thought each moment of time! Your mind is precious. Mind your mind!

I worked all day in back ofa hot van snipping off dog balls, I can cut one more pair. (Dark City Lights)

Chalkboards being used inside the restaurant seem to be a good sign that the proprietors are proud of their food, and that's kind of nice, actually - it's a nice personal touch.

All cultural explorers. . . start off from specific roots which color their vision and define the allegiances of the work of art they produce.

Fear is vision without hope.

He who works with the door open gets all kinds of interruptions, but he also occasionally gets clues as to what the world is and what might be important.

A woman's best qualities do not reside in her intellect, but in her affections. She gives refreshment by her sympathies, rather than by her knowledge.

I have found words [in the Bible] for my inmost thoughts, songs for my joy, utterances for my hidden griefs, and pleadings for my shame and my feebleness.

I'm just not convinced that Jesus is going to say, "When I was hungry, you gave a check to the United Way and they fed me.