I used to get quite upset that I'd make friends with a guy or a girl and then within the space of three years we'd move and go and live somewhere else, and you'd have to say goodbye to that person.

Not being busy is something I worry about, but I think work begets work.

I love going to work. I love being on-set everyday. It feeds me; it's exciting.

I've worked on films where the budgets are almost limitless and you're in trailers that are bigger than a hotel room. You're taken care of and the food is amazing, the quality of the job is amazing and then you work on smaller things but it never dictates my happiness or my willingness to go to work.

I guess we're living in a pretty sensitive world and there's nothing you can do about that.

I don't need to have three feather pillows in my trailer. I just don't work that way.

No human beings are one-dimensional, and if they feel one-dimensional to you, it's because you don't know them.