I can't re-examine work I did in the past with pride.

You don't merely give over your creativity to making a film - you give over your life! In theatre, by contrast, you live these two rather strange lives simultaneously; you have no option but to confront the mould on last night's washing-up.

I'm woefully one-track-minded.

I still relate to my father very much. I mean, I talk to him in a certain way, as we do talk to the dead.

I suppose I have a highly developed capacity for self-delusion, so it's no problem for me to believe that I'm somebody else.

I have a strange relationship with time. I'm not aware of it passing.

The greater your powers of self-delusion, the greater will be the apparent efficacy of this untruth.