Television is face acting, and film is eye acting.

I was the class clown so I was used to performing and fooling around in front of my friends.

If I could uninvent anything, I would uninvent Hitler's mum, guns and broccoli.

I'm a big fan of the misunderstood, the vilified, the underdog, the breaking of myths.

We're electrical items and when we die the electricity goes somewhere else. When we die our energy goes into the galaxy.

I've got a hectic schedule, but I wouldn't have my life any other way.

I've always traveled, as a kid my parents moved me around, a different place in Germany every four years. But I got the travel bug when I was a kid, living in different countries.

I don't need to have three feather pillows in my trailer. I just don't work that way.

I'd love to play a gangster but I think people might say I looked a bit too young and cheeky to play a character who'd just blown someones head off!

The term 'geek' for me is like you having a passion, interest in something that is unabashed and you don't care if people think it's not cool. You think it's cool and that's your thing.

I used to get quite upset that I'd make friends with a guy or a girl and then within the space of three years we'd move and go and live somewhere else, and you'd have to say goodbye to that person.

There are no evil thoughts except one; the refusal to think.

To suffering there is a limit; to fearing, none.

If your power is decreasing then you have to do something about it right away.

You explain right well, and you shew that you understand argument and are not a mere sophist since you accept that which cannot be denied.

A crime against god is a demonstrated impossibility.

Formerly, people used to grieve over the departed, but in our days they grieve over the survivors.

Long Kiss Goodnight has a huge cult following. They could make another version of that movie right now and make a lot of money.

But you finally think, there is what there is, and you have to work within those confines and just keep chipping away at your own work.

Pleasure disappoints; possibility never.

Oh, injurious love, that respites me a life, whose very comfort is still a dying horror