I still don't know what the film was about because all I remember is a whole lot of technical dialogue about a body in a suitcase.

There's no truth in acting, it's all a trick, because you go on stage in front of sets, you're on film - it's all a trick. I'm making it sound very - I really am demystifying it, but what I try to do, what I do, and I hope effectively, is to create a reality as if it is happening now, that you're fishing for words out of the air.

I'm more and more convinced that life is a dream. What has happened to me is surely a dream.

My weak spot is laziness. Oh, I have a lot of weak spots: cookies, croissants.

The whole point of courage, to overcome your fear. That's the interesting thing, when courage bleeds through the fear.

As a Welshman that can't sing, I never feel more proud to be Welsh than when I hear the Treorchy Male Choir - the Master Choir of them all. If I could sing I would apply for membership myself.

Keep low expectations and life gets pretty good.