I know I work quite hard at making people like me.
I know what I like when I see it, but no way have I ever become interested in learning about it.
I was always insecure about the way I looked.
It's an odd world.
There's two types of character actors. There's character actors who play all different characters. Or there's actors who always play the same part; they're just a bit funny-looking.
There's posh character actors. For God's sake, Olivier was one of the greatest character actors in the world. Hamlet, Shylock, Othello - Othello! Whether you like it or not.
I'm sick of having an opinion on everything. Getting older, you learn all sorts of things you're supposed to, but I feel like it's time, when you get older, through experience, to... I started to feel quite... what's the word? ... intimidated by seeing both sides of everything.
If you are afflicted with an artistic feeling, it's just perfecting something.
I don't enjoy the theatre. I don't go. Don't like going in the back door or the front.
I love a cinema with two people in it. Love it! Absolutely love it!
The older I get, the more I feel that's all we are: a big bunch of feelings and instincts all wrapped up in some brief encounter with intellect.
You never know what is going to happen to you in life.
I do believe in the power of love.
I feel a bit uncomfortable talking about awards.
Time itself is talked about as something that is unusual, that there could be a parallel time.
Because I can think rationally, I can think cosmically, and I can think about the world scientifically and poetically and the universe.
You're trying to form this human being that will fit the bill, and the human being becomes a hand, and the research is a glove, and you try to bring this character together into the research, mesh it, and create this person that is the sum total of all that endeavor.
You create a proto-human being out of people that you've encountered in your life, and you start building up this person and start becoming this person.
There's nothing like a little bit of unemployment to kick the stuffing out of you when things are going well.
When I was at school when I was 16, I was in a quandary because I didn't know whether I wanted to join the army - I had this terrible desire to be a tank driver in the Royal Tank Regiment, genuinely - or whether I wanted to go to art college because half of me wanted to be in the army, and the other half of me wanted to be a surrealist.
