I don't know about writing. It's quite lonely. You have to have a lot of patience with yourself.

I was kind of overwhelmed by the idea that we are just balls of energy and that we have imposed terms on feelings.

I'm drawn to damaged, complicated characters.

I remembered a mantra that one of my teachers used to tell me at drama school, that every thought will pass across your face. Even if you're thinking about Shreddies the camera will read it.

I feel like everyone's starting to isolate, and that proves itself in a big context like Brexit, and Donald Trump potentially, and putting walls up and stopping people coming in.

I feel like male patriarchy generally has been about repressing female sexuality because it's "scary."

I'm crap at lying. I go bright red.