You still wake up sometimes. You wake up in the dark and hear the screaming of the lambs.

I don't know what I believe.

You relax within the verse. You realize the structure of the verse and relax into it. It's like swimming. Or riding a bike. You can't make it sound real if you are thinking it through as you go. You can't think through Shakespeare, you have to speak it. And listen to the rhythm of it and then it takes you over. And to make it sound real you speak as if you believe it. Don't act it. Just be it.

If I spent all my time criticising myself, I wouldn't be able to function. There are actors who theorise till the cows come home. I haven't the patience for them. It's maybe shallow, but that's why I'll never be part of the acting set.

I’m not young anymore. I don’t wanna start over again.

I was hell bent on destruction... it was like being possessed by a demon.

My life is not my own business.