During Breaking The Waves, I was on my own in a hotel room. I think I would have been impossible to live with. When you go home, you have to pretend to be the person you are at home.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Just as the wave cannot exist for itself, but is ever a part of the heaving surface of the ocean, so must I never live my life for itself, but always in the experience which is going on around me.
I used to like to break into other people's houses and sit in their rooms. I found it very comforting to be in someone's empty house.
I had family and friends back home. Just because I could potentially feel alone in Los Angeles, that didn't mean I was alone.
I was happiest between the waves.
I lived on couches for something like six months. I had no home. I was totally broke. I would stay at a friend's house for two weeks, then move because I didn't want to become this permanent mooch.
I wasn't really living anywhere... I was just kinda hanging out. I would live from week to week in places.
I'm one of the lucky actors in television. I don't make a lot of big waves, but there's constant activity, and that's the way I prefer to live my life.
I was really scared to stay home alone when I was kid, and I would freak out whenever there was a noise after my parents left.
I lived with my mom in a really small apartment. My bedroom was like in the living room. That's why I still love to sleep on couches now.
For the first time, I lived alone... in a luxury apartment on Sunset Strip. For a few days I loved the idea, but I got lonely and restless.