“Sadly, that’s not how it works. You take nothing for granted.”

If somebody knew every time they did something it was going to be a hit there would never be any failures.

The genre has got quite serious now.

Sometimes our motivations can be quite hazy, contradictory and multi-faceted, in real life.

We’re all waiting for the opportunity to do big films but you have to wait your turn – unless you get offered something like Twilight when you’re 20! Otherwise, you just have to keep slogging away.

If someone offers you a three picture deal at 20 you’d take it. I would have killed for it.

Long gone are the days of the stylised old James Bond films with Roger Moore karate chopping his way through the bad guys – audiences are not going to buy it anymore.

I’m kind of glad that I was able to properly grow up before becoming a massive movie star.

We were all kind of thrown into the woods and we didn’t have any of the modern conveniences that we take for granted.

I take a lot less for granted.

I have value, and I have worth. I cannot be replaced like old shoes or taken for granted like tap water.

Families, particularly, tend to be the ones that you take the most for granted. They seem to slip under the radar, all those important things – it almost becomes second nature to do so.

Fiction lies somewhere in between. I usually start intuitively but eventually I need to stop and consider structure, or research, or both.

So much depends on our health, and we tend to take it so for granted.

You are not aware of the consequences that would result (if you were granted what you desire) because what you seek might be to your detriment.

Faults in English prose derive not so much from lack of knowledge, intelligence or art as from lack of thought, patience or goodwill.