When everyone is determined to present someone as a monster, there are two possibilities: either he’s a saint or they themselves are not telling the whole story.
It's hard to know more about a person's life than what that person wants you to know.
Read between the lines, folks, 'cause I'm here to tell you you're not getting the straight story. Ever. You're getting variations of the truth, if you're lucky.
My mother always said, 'The best way to ruin a story is to tell the other side.'
I don’t have any skeletons in my closet. They’re all out front.
My new Boyfriend! Mr. Marmoset Hard and Silent! #peopledontknowthings
I love trying to give some flesh to rather naked bones sometimes. I've always felt it my duty and to try and bring on the character's off-stage life, what happened that is not revealed.
We all have secrets, some secrets bigger than others, is a normal human thing.
I don't want to know what happens in any movie that I go to see.
Beyond the obvious facts that he has at some time done manual labour, that he takes snuff, that he is a Freemason, that he has been in China, and that he has done a considerable amount of writing lately, I can deduce nothing else.
There is always one fact more in every man's case about which we know nothing.
There are a lot of things we don't want to know about the people we love.
