I feel prematurely old. I'm actually having this major belated quarter-life crisis. I'm turning 30 in a couple of weeks. I've been thinking a lot about mortality. A lot about what I'm going to do with my life and how to enjoy it. One of the things I'm going to work on is being more spontaneous, letting go, embracing the beauty of come-what-may.

I believe in luck and fate and I believe in karma, that the energy you put out in the world comes back to meet you.

Even now, I'm better around people who are uncomfortable with themselves, the misfits.

Anybody who's gone through puberty has understood what it feels like to be an outcast and alone.

As an actor it's easy to be so self-critical, saying to yourself: "Am I good enough? Am I good looking enough? Am I smart enough?" Yet here I am, so I'm lucky.

I'm so envious of that genetic wiring that immediately puts a smile on your face. My genetic wiring just puts creases in my eyebrows.

Not a fan of spiders. I saw the movie 'Arachnophobia' which was single-handedly rated in the top three worst choices of my life.