I always watch you. You consume my every thought.

My life was dark, torture and empty before you found me. You brought the light, Red. I love you.

Oh, you want me to lie still while you check me out? Damn, Red, if I'd have known that earlier I would've been horizontal already.

But Dostoevsky does allow himself to ask just this very question: whether our reason has any right to judge between the possible and the impossible.

On top of that, we have a healthy and stable economy and an end to the boom and bust that characterised the Tory years.

Maybe crying is a means of cleaning yourself out emotionally. Or maybe it's your last resort; the only way to express yourself when words fail, the same as when you were a baby and had no words.

Does freedom have a meaning if you're trapped in your ways?

Any man's life, told truly, is a novel.

With economic opportunity, sometimes it's making sure that if they're not in a place where they can have good jobs, that when they have economic opportunity, they have digital tools to use.

If you expect a bad lie for even one second, the gods will know it and give you a bad lie.

I am a musician and am so thankful for that. I have no experience of war. But I find a similarity between performing music onstage and acting - a reality of emotion.

Death is the most misunderstood phenomenon. People have thought of death as the end of life. That is the first, basic misunderstanding.

I don't look at rushes, or I don't go to the dailies. I don't even really look at playback unless it's an action scene or a move that I need to do better, something like that.