Nobody ever lies about being lonely.

Failure and its accompanying misery is for the artist his most vital source of creative energy.

I keep my family out of my public life because it can be an awful nuisance to them. What's my mother going to tell strangers anyway? That I was a cute baby and that she's terribly proud of me? Nuts. Who cares?

Look, if you're playing Romeo and your Juliet is a pig, you find something you can love about pigs!

Look, I'm not odd. I'm just trying to be an actor; not a movie star, an actor.

I have enough money to get by. I'm not independently wealthy, just independently lazy, I suppose.

I don't want to be labeled as either a pansy or a heterosexual. Labeling is so self-limiting. We are what we do - not what we say we are.