Martie was large, at least by Inuit standards, with skin the colour of an heirloom suitcase and a voice like a cartoon train wreck.

There is something about me, doll face. It’s between my legs, and I do believe a few minutes ago you were praying to it.

They really hate you, yes they do. They hate everyone, how 'bout you?

Funny how the most beautiful people in the world aren't always the types to gloss the covers of magazines and yet most people spend their lives trying to turn heads.

Before I knew escape, life was something to be endured, passively. Now I hunger for it.

Logic pervades the world the limits of the world are also the limits of logic.

There is much more mystery in the shadow of a man walking on a sunny day, than in all religions of the world.

The environment has become a political, polarizing issue.

I was on Stealing Beauty in 1996 and then I started feeling acting was something I wanted to do forever. It made me feel like I'll still be looking for parts when I'm 70 years old.

I have a strong moral sense - by my standards.

I do my work as an actor, but another part of my work goes to the piece as a whole. I can be fairly detached looking at my work and be brutal on myself.