I have a list a mile long of faults that sometimes bring me to my knees in self-hatred.

I just feel that no matter what comes in a career – and mine has been all over the map – you must stay at the table, pick up the cards you’re dealt and play them.

Absolutely. I can produce. I can write. I can direct.

I always signed autographs when I could and always stayed and chatted with them when I could.

Vampires are sexy to a woman perhaps because the fantasy is similar to that of the man on the white horse sweeping her off to paradise.

The last few years have been pretty hectic.

I grew up in a household where everybody lived at the top of his lungs.

I’m a firm believer in absolute honesty.

But in order to be the thing you want to be, you have to work like a dog at the thing you love.

You start acting in spite of your neuroses, not because of them.

I’d always felt a man should marry later in life.

Intelligence is enormously sexy.

I’m hardly a saint.

Each of us needs something – food, liquor, pot, whatever – to help us survive. Dracula needs blood.

The best kind of kinky sex is to have kinky sex with your wife or husband, the person you love.

If you’re lucky as you get older, you respect the craft and it becomes a skill.

Then, for a hot three or four weeks I wanted to be a concert pianist.

My body of work means nothing to me.

But I firmly believe that you can’t be emotionally free until you are emotionally committed.

However, I don’t by any means suggest that I’m always playing myself.

One of the safest places to be in the world is the stage.

We do most of what we do out of our sexual energy and our sexual needs.

I now want to be playing parts more interesting to me and more exciting to me.

What helped me most were my failures and slumps – when I couldn’t get work, people weren’t interested in me or had written me off.

As a matter of fact, I rarely ever play myself.

I’m hardly disinterested totally in my appearance.

There is no right in acting.

It’s interesting to fantasize having a man sink his teeth into your neck for sustenance, knowing that it isn’t going to be terribly painful but rather very exciting.

The only thing you have then to believe in is your craft.

I have a list a mile long of faults that sometimes bring me to my knees in self-hatred.

There are no taboos in bed, and there shouldn’t be any taboos in bed.

I have always felt the basis of everything in life is sexual, and I will maintain that to my dying day.

And the test for any actor is whether you stay at the table or go away.

But I think one of the reasons I tend to stay in the water most of the time is I distrust the comfort.

Physical qualities don’t really matter much.

There’s a great deal of attention paid and books written about this change of life in a woman, and really very little written about a man’s change of life.

I watch actors destroy themselves by trying to get it right.

Revelations come when you’re in the thick of it, pitting yourself up against something larger than yourself.

It’s a living, breathing thing, acting.

But when I was seven or eight, I did my first little piece of acting.