I hated my childhood. It was loathsome. My parents were deaf and dumb. Profoundly so. They could make noises when they were emotionally aroused, but they couldn't form it into speech.

Happy birthday! Hope your 50s will be as awesome as your 40s.

I've always hated the way I looked.

I've had a year out of work, more, and just toughed it out. There are those who think that all actors are overpaid. I beg to differ.

When I see David Attenborough talking about how chimps live, big apes, I just remember my dad and the way he'd look at you. He couldn't speak, but everything else about him was, 'This is us, a family.' Relationships are just as intense as they are for people who can speak. Probably more so.

My father taught me things about body language that psychologists have been catching up with ever since. He always knew when I was lying, because my posture was all wrong.

If I were dictator, I'd have a catch-all crime of disrespect.