It's not unusual for me to wake up in the middle of the night and not know where I am. I take sleep medication to deal with all the flights. But I find it helps to eat at the same time every day.
It's important that I get time to run, to just go for a jog for about 30 minutes. It helps with my voice, but it also kind of gives me a little bit of time to myself - and you get to see a city.
In 1986, I was attacked in the street as I helped Neil Mullarkey from the Comedy Store Players to put up posters. We were in the wrong place at the wrong time - midnight - and we were English. I got kicked in the head.
Why does my brain insist on counting the steps every time I walk up a flight of stairs? I just can't help myself. There's something about my mind that always wants to keep counting.
I'm human. But overall, whenever I see anyone being made fun of or given a hard time, I rush to their defense. I want to help them because I know how it feels.
They talked about me as if I were Mother Teresa, and that every time I get a paycheck I go and send it to poor people and that we spend every free moment helping out people less fortunate. That was an enormous exaggeration.
Well, the whole story is in the book, but the short answer is that I was the first information architect in an organization that was traditionally design-oriented, and I felt I needed a tool to help me gain the trust and support of my colleagues.
I have long been a supporter of The Prince's Trust, and so when American Express asked me to launch 'Amex Be Inspired' and help young people build their confidence and fulfil their potential, I was delighted to get involved.
Dorleac: Let's make a bargain. You ask God for help, and I'll stop the moment He shows up.
Mum: Well, like he says, it's mostly odd things he does. Helping like... here and there as it might be.
[after Carlito has made his decision on helping David out] Gail: [crying] That's the last time I wipe up your blood!
Herbie: Can I help you, mate? Richard: [shrugs] Sorry? Herbie: [says aggressively] What the fuck are you looking at? Richard: [shouts] You, ya cunt!
Anna: Why are you doing this, why are you helping us? Nikolai Luzhin: I can't become king if someone else already sits on the throne.
Marla Singer: [after taking a bottle of sleeping pills] This isn't a real suicide-thing. This is probably one of those cry-for-help things.
Marisol: Why are you doing this for us? Joe: Because I knew someone like you once and there was no one there to help. Now, get moving.
Melvin B. Tolson: I am here to help you to find, take back, and keep your righteous mind.
Drax the Destroyer: I recognize this animal. We'd roast them over a flame pit as children. Their flesh was quite delicious. Rocket Raccoon: Not helping!
Sam: So uh, I gotta go bury this hamster before the dogs eat him... You wanna help?
[in the secret garden] Old Sophie: Did you use your magic to make this? Howl: Only a little, just to help the flowers grow.
Gobber: [the Green Death emerges] Beard of Thor! What *is* that? Stoick: [overwhelmed] Odin help us...
Katniss Everdeen: I'm here to drink. Haymitch Abernathy: Oh. Finally, something I can help you with.
