The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.
When you're shiny, everyone wants to stand next to you.
All I know is if I die tomorrow, I have lived for four years.
Perhaps there has to be a struggle, in order for life to be sweet.
I'm not handsome enough for leading roles and not ugly enough to play criminals.
I don't know the truth of my past, what it was that was driving me to destroy me.
There is always this perception that you want to shoot for the top, but I think there's this great place to shoot for the middle and get consistent work and try different things and do the work you want to do with the kind of people you want to do it with.
The work moves on a subconscious level into your life. It's not a process you notice, but I'm often informed by the world around me that I start behaving differently - whether the character is demanding, needy, evil, or maniacal. It's not by choice, it's a subtle envelopment.