In some ways, you could argue, television is doing far more interesting work than the movies. It's more fulfilling.

We keep a journal to entrap that collection of selves that forms us, the individual human being.

It's amazing how sudden the effect is - it must be the result of a deep atavistic mating urge buried inside us. A glance and you think: 'Yes, this is the one, this one is right for me.' Every instinct in your body seems to sing in unison.

Sometimes limbo is a tolerable place to be stuck.

We never love anyone. Not really. We only love our idea of another person. It is some conception of our own that we love. We love ourselves, in fact.

Film is a medium of clear lines and broad strikes - which can be fantastic - but compared to the subtleties and nuances of a novel, it doesn't even get close.

To live as an artist requires hard work or some extraordinary good fortune to come your way.