I Learned Quite Early On In Life

I Think It's Always Hard For People To Get Their Head Around The Fact That Populist, Commercial Films Can Also Actually Be Great Works Of Art.

I Loathe, I Hate, Chick Flicks.

I Am Not Too Keen On My Nose, I Don't Like My Knees, I Hate My Ankles, I Am Unsure About My Behind, I Don't Like My Legs At All. I Am Not Too Sure About My Chin, My Forehead Is A Bit Dodgy. But, Overall, I Can Live With It.

I Have Never In My Life Found Myself In A Situation Where I've Stopped Work And Said, 'thank God It's Friday.' But Weekends Are Special Even If Your Schedule Is All Over The Place. Something Tells You The Weekend Has Arrived And You Can Indulge Yourself A Bit.

It Seems To Me That The Years Between Eighteen And Twenty-eight Are The Hardest, Psychologically. It’s Then You Realize This Is Make Or Break, You No Longer Have The Excuse Of Youth, And It Is Time To Become An Adult – But You Are Not Ready.