As humourless a lump of dough as ever held a torchlight vigil outside the South African Embassy or stuck an AIDS awareness ribbon on an unwilling first-nighter.
Because, let’s face it, I do not get offered the parts that Brad Pitt has just turned down.
The service took place on one of those afternoons that occur only in the past.
If you know someone who’s depressed, please resolve never to ask them why. Depression isn’t a straightforward response to a bad situation; depression just is, like the weather.
Nudity is a deep worry if you have a body like a bin bag full of yoghurt, which I have.
I never quite dare to believe I’m brave enough to be an artist, but I’m on the side of artists. I think of myself as a bit of a Salieri, looking with longing eyes at Mozart.
There’s no doubt that I do have extremes of mood that are greater than just about anybody else I know.
There is so much we can learn from TV. It’s a window on the world.
It’s a great privilege just to be in a film not because you’re some packaging that some agent has done with the studio exec: “We need a John Travolta film.”
I knew I couldn’t believe in God, because I was fundamentally Hellenic in my outlook.
Many people would no more think of entering journalism than the sewage business – which at least does us all some good.
I like to think of myself at home in the armchair, writing, smoking and occasionally wandering down the shop.
A film star is a kind of public monument, and everyone’s staring at them, and they’ve kind of got railings around them, and they’re rather miserable most of the time.
I was happy there. Which is to say I was not unhappy there. Unhappiness and happiness I have always been able to carry about with me, irrespective of place and people, because I have never joined in.
Mankind can live free in a society hemmed in by laws, but we have yet to find a historical example of mankind living free in lawless anarchy.
Nature admits no hierarchy of beauty or usefulness or importance.
We always make the mistake, the fatal mistake in the case of military people, of imagining that each war will be a kind of version of the one that happened previously.
It’s extremely unlucky to be superstitious, for no other reason than it is always unlucky to be colossally stupid.
I think I’m most nervous about revealing how nervous I have always been. People think me calm, confident, poised. Inside I’m a jelly...
I’m a bit of a coward, and lazy, oddly enough.