We're all traveling through time together, every day of our lives. All we can do is do our best to relish this remarkable ride.

Conventionally handsome is not really where I'm at.

I find looking forward scary because you might die.

People who don't listen make me annoyed. That's the normal stuff, isn't it?

I'm hugely proud of being Irish. And I don't even know what that means. I just know that it's true.

As an actor, there's very little you can do if people don't want to see you. Just getting yourself into the room to audition is tough.

It's weird to be very good at something and not necessarily to want to do it.

I'm that person in the bar who's like, "Can they turn the music down? I would like to chat."

Portraying as human the people you hear about on the news doing bad things is dangerous. But it's also necessary and important.

All the time travelling in the world can’t make someone love you.

I get asked to give stuff to my dad. I'm, like, 'I'm not gonna pass your script to him!' You know? My dad's my dad. I'm not his agent.

Love, gratitude, compassion, and kindness are the sources of all enduring, pure happiness.

It's insecurity that is always chasing you and standing in the way of your dreams.

I believe that in Europe, we have a collective leadership.

Let husband and wife never speak to one another in loud tones,unless the house is on fire.

An organized product of nature is that in which all the parts are mutually ends and means.

There is no fun in doing nothing when you have nothing to do. Wasting time is merely an occupation then, and a most exhausting one.

Zero wasnt worried, " When you spend your whole life living in a shole", he said, "the only way you can go is up.

Critics are the products of their own times and biases and what they have to say about works of art is as transient and insubstantial as fashion.

The first song I sent over was Up All Night. People say that sounds like Angels on a Blink record. Well, no - that's just me!

Pride (of all others the most dang'rous fault) Proceeds from want of sense, or want of thought.