I'm a laugh tart. I make no secret of that fact.

Basically, my life is so boring, it's embarrassing.

You know everyone loves to be the villain.

My grandmother was utterly convinced I'd wind up as the Archbishop of Canterbury. And, to be honest, I've never entirely ruled it out.

I just don't believe in love at first sight any more, even though I've based my whole career on the concept.

Now [after doing Pilates], I have muscles of steel and could easily deal with giving birth.

I cling to the fantasy that I could have done something more creative. Like actually writing a script, or writing a book. But the awful truth is that I... probably can't!

The only reason my work seems to be eclectic up to a certain period is because I was a failure as an actor.

There is space in the supermarket shelf for all of us.

But when you're a celebrity, you discover that you're no longer the pursuer, but the one being pursued. That's one of the disappointments I have had since becoming a single man.

I had Courtney Love's left bosom out of her dress on my plate in front of me. It was extraordinary. I didn't know where to look.

Humor is the whole truth.

The writer identifies the thought behind every written word.

What is our life: (Pause.) it’s looking forward or it’s looking back. And that’s our life. That’s it. Where is the moment?

Knowing that you knew everything about us before we were bornLord, your love is amazing

I find that the best way to do things is to constantly move forward and to never doubt anything and keep moving forward, if you make a mistake say you made a mistake.

Ive done a lot of movies, but my favorite was Blind Faith.

There is nothing which strengthens faith more than the observance of morality.

I've changed a lot but I'm still Smitty. Hopefully I'm more mature and I'm a little wiser, and I plan on by the grace of God finishing well, and I'm more passionate than I ever have been in my life.

If you are looking for a whale you cannot search for a whale in a pond. You must go to deep waters.

While we may open the books of the past, we may but grant flying glances of the future, through the mist that veils it.