It's funny: I'm a lifelong musician, but because I principally play the piano it's been a solitary thing.

Any actor who tells you that they have become the people they play, unless they’re clearly diagnosed as a schizophrenic, is bullshitting you.

My favorite meal would have to be good old-fashioned eggs, over easy, with bacon. Many others, but you can't beat that on a Sunday morning, especially with a cup of tea.

You choose your friends by their character and your socks by their color.

I enjoy playing characters where the silence is loud.

I had a guitar when I was 6 or 7, a plastic guitar with the Beatles' faces on it. It would be a collector's item now. It would fetch a hefty sum, I imagine.

My passion and energy get mistaken for anger.

Reality TV to me is the museum of social decay.

We're given a code to live our lives by. We don't always follow it, but it's still there.

Change is vital to any actor. If you keep playing lead after lead, you're really gonna dry up. Because all those vehicles wean you away from the truths of human behaviour.

I applaud anything that can take a kid away from a PlayStation or a Gameboy. That is a miracle in itself.

Don’t behave in accordance with the conditions

Seldom can the heart be lonely If it seeks a lonelier still Self-forgetting seeking only Emptier cups of love to fill.

A toastmaster is a man who eats a meal he doesn't want so he can get up and tell a lot of stories he doesn't remember to people who've already heard them.

When I was child, I never spoke. Teacher used to write remarks on my note book. My mom sent me to a trainer. I started talking, and it gave me confidence.

For the youth, the indignation of most things will just surge as each birthday passes.

Sometimes he felt sure that the key to happiness was a poor memory.

The music, I think, is just as important as the lyrics; it portrays the emotion of the song. I play the kind of music that I want to listen to.

Sometimes when you open the door to the past, what you confront is your destiny.

Exeter was, I suspect, more crucial in my life than in the lives of most members of my class, and conceivably, than in the lives of almost anyone else who ever attended the school.

Why are we designed to see the world as supremely beautiful just as we're about to be snuffed? Do rabbits feel the same as the fox teeth bite down on their necks? Is it mercy?