They, All Of Them, Work

Success On A Cosmic Level Completely Eludes Me. I'm Deeply Suspicious Of Things Being Too Good. It's Part Of My Superstition, I Think, To Generate Pain In Order To Give The Illusion Of Gain. I'm Not Saying I Reject Success, But Honestly, I Don't Quite Know How To Deal With It. It's An Old Feeling: As Soon As You Have The Thing You've Been Going After All Your Life, That Reasonable Degree Of Security, You Start Kicking Against It, Doubting It.

Acting Is Largely About Putting On Masks, And Music Is About Removing Them.

I Rowed For Cambridge. I Was Pretty Good At That.

I Grew Up With An Impatience With The Anti-scientific. So I'm A Bit Miffed With Our Current Love Affair With All Things Eastern. If I Sneeze On The Set, 40 People Hand Me Echinacea. But I'd No Sooner Take That Than Eat A Pencil. Maybe That's Why I Took Up Boxing. It's My Response To Men In White Pajamas Feeling Each Other's Chi.

To Be Able To Pretend To Be Something That I'm Frankly Not Is Very Liberating And Exciting.