“I think it’s important that we don’t all have to hold our heads high all the time saying everything’s fine.”

Don’t you worry about a thing, my darling. You live your life.

I just have a desire not to judge and view things compassionately.

Now my ability to notice things and respond to things and be here is far more profound. With that comes happiness, with it comes sadness, but it’s a beautiful life.

I suppose expectations are strange and I shy away from them. And the whole point of being an actor is to connect.

Part of our job as human beings is to share our knowledge and share the things we’ve learned. So we can either save people from making the same mistakes, or give them hope.

Breathe and don’t try to be perfect.

I refuse to let what happened to me make me bitter.

An actor who’s a control freak, that doesn’t work. We have to be malleable. We cannot come in and try to control or dominate.

That goes against what I believe morally. That’s adultery, and if I’m accused of that, no, that’s not right. I have two kids who see that and remember that and judge me. It didn’t happen, and it’s not to be reported that way.

Forget the past. You can never predict what the future is going to be. Live for the moment.

There’s something to be said for going back to a simple form of living-nature and family. There’s something very there’s safety in that.

If I fall over and make mistakes, I’ll pick myself back up and hope for the best and try to conduct myself with as much authenticity and moral code.

No matter how much you’re going to be criticized or no matter how big of a risk it is, the boldness is the thing that helps you.

I jump out of planes, I could be covered in cockroaches, I do all sorts of things, but I just don’t like the feel of butterflies’ bodies.

I’ll put it out there: I love getting hugs.

Acting runs through my blood. There is some sort of creative desire to express myself and I would need that outlet. Otherwise I would be a nightmare to live with.

Even when things are at their worst, there’s a little voice in your head saying, ‘Good story!’

Books, the children of the brain.

I really have to think of the things fiction can do that film can’t and play to the strengths of the novel. With a novel you can get right inside somebody’s head.

Masks beneath masks until suddenly the bare bloodless skull.

A wise man should have money in his head, but not in his heart.

There’s still a part of me that thinks I have to write a really good novel. I’m not trying to say I’m not happy with the novels I’ve written in the past. But it always feels to me like there’s another one that I have to write that will really say what I want to say, and really paint this world that I can see hazily in my head.

I ask you in circles, and you shape them as triangles in my head.

I cannot get your voice out of my head, free flowing as it lingers repeating those four haunting words, as I stare at the ring around my finger.