Don't die with a bottle of champagne in your fridge.

Id like an omelet named after me.

My favourite things are just wandering from place to place, going to cafés, taking photographs. My favourite day is a happy accident.

It's good to remind yourself that you're lucky to be working at all. It's very easy to get into the mindset of ingratitude and I battle with it all the time.

Im hoping that a lifetime of compromise and disappointment will read as extra depth and layers in my work.

My feelings about my mortality are less selfish than they used to be. I used to affect a cavalier attitude to death; now I see it from my son's perspective.

Yes, years of compromise and disappointment have added depth to my acting.

People talk about opportunity knocking, but the gate was always swinging in the breeze before I got to the door.

Ive gone through long periods without being with someone and got a bit lonely, but not for a while.

Hollywood is my domestic idyll.

Ive always believed very, very strongly that the way you treat people is more important than anything, professionally or otherwise.

You are your brain and your brain is you.

There has to be a common sense cutoff for craziness, and when that threshold is exceeded, then the criteria for publication should get far, far more stringent.

Philosophically, what I have learned is to thy own self be true. That is the biggest lesson of all. Relax; music is fun. To many people take it to seriously because of the money involved.

Whatever had happened to him [Newt] out there — maybe even related to his lingering ankle injury — had been truly awful.

The right combination of guilt and machismo has sent many a fool out into the jungle when he should have stayed home.

...deficit consumption is, in effect, drawing down on the capital entitlements of future generations

Slump, and the world slumps with you. Push, and you push alone.

My first priority is my family. I am human. But my whole family knows what my priority is. Family is always first. But my work is under nothing else, except God.

A single ear of corn in a large field is as strange as a single world in infinite space.

Very seldom do you come upon a space, a time like this, between act and act, when you may stop and simply be.