There's a part of bohemia I love. The lack of prejudice, the lack of aggression, I love the lack, for the most part, of competitiveness. It's more peaceful.

I find the world more absurd now than I did when I was a kid.

I hate it when something is set in 1967 and every piece of furniture was made in 1967. No! If it's set in 1967, people have furniture given to them by their grandmother, which she bought in 1932!

It takes a very strong brain to resist the absolutes, the myths that the media and the politicians peddle - the idea that if you are too kind, where does it all end? That not to help someone is somehow a good idea.

Nine out of ten delinquents are frustrated actors.

I don't like the way some actors, when playing a nasty character, will try to grab hold of something good about them.

Sometimes you have to confront your demons and sometimes even let them loose to genuinely find a place where you can gain some understanding.