All I can do is leave it in God's hands and hope that my fans feel where I'm coming from.

If you start in the pit of despair with these profane awful things even a glimmer of hope or awareness is going to occur that's much brighter coming from this dark awful beginning.

One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.

All my day is spent dealing with other people. When I come home I like it to be empty. The presence of others in my house kind of annoys me. I love coming home and shutting the doors. I feel brain dead. I'm relatively available but not to live with.

The thrill of coming home has never changed.

I love coming back to Neath - this is home and always will be.

I think I'm becoming more relaxed in front of a camera. I suppose I'll always feel slightly more at home on stage. It's more of an actor's medium. You are your own editor nobody else is choosing what is being seen of you.

I want kids to have a chance to dream of becoming something like I did in my life and when you're living in a home that's dysfunctional and unhealthy that way you don't dream like that.

When my mother got home from work she would take me to the movies. It was her way of getting out and she would take me with her. I'd go home and act all the parts. It had a tremendous influence on my becoming an actor.

We want you to sit down and leave your egos at home and let's get an understanding as to where all this is foolishness coming from. There are others who are putting things out there or throwing a stick and hiding their hand and keeping things built up in the media.

I feel that I'm at my best as a person and that I'm coming home when I walk on to a set or on to a stage so if I can perform in one way or another I think I'll be okay.

I have enough music coming out of my kids' bedrooms when I'm at home.

I maintain the rather old-fashioned view that this is my work and it's in the public arena but that doesn't entitle everyone to know what happened at home before coming here.

Just that working with Clint again is like coming home.

I love coming home to Melbourne. The first thing I do is have a coffee. It's just so much better here than anywhere else. It's better than in Italy and I travel a lot. I crave it.

I remember when I was a kid watching my mother jam herself into her girdle - a piece of equipment so rigid it could stand up on its own - and I remember her coming home from fancy parties and racing upstairs to extricate herself from its cruel iron grip.

I love coming home to somebody I love being in a relationship.