Quotes About Intrigue

'Homeland' is not a sensationalist show.

There's a high head count on 'Homeland.'

Sometimes a writer just needs a hook.

I was so hooked to 'The Da Vinci Code' that I jumped out of bed at 2 A. M., and could only go back to sleep after I'd finished the final few chapters.

Technology, you know. I'm pretty horrible. I use it, but mostly I like to view it from afar. But I'm still fascinated by it.

In most horror films, you don't really get to understand why this character is the way he is.

Espionage and counterespionage go together like horse and carriage.

In the countries where they don't know me, which is only America, wherever I go, the hotel, the restaurant, the airport, people go, 'Oh, my! What's that?' That's good. That's good, because there is a curiosity there, which is great.

I love watching 'House of Cards.'

We don't have a problem killing off characters on 'House of Cards.'

I'm a fan of 'Real Housewives,' so I personally like drama.

I'm not sure I'm the sort of actor people are hugely interested in finding out an awful lot about.

I sometimes feel I have met everyone he ever met, but I never met him. I am afraid to say I have always been - the word I would have to use is - amused by Howard Hughes.

There is something fascinating about every human being. The question is how much they're willing to divulge.

Human nature fascinates me.

Until that moment she had not really noticed him. Now she felt as though she'd stubbed her toe on a rock, and looked down to find that it was part of a buried city.

Coffee goes great with sudden death.

Bang bang bang. I understand now why so many horror movies use that device-the mysterious knock on the door-because it has the weight of a nightmare. You don't know what's out there, yet you know you'll open it. You'll think what I think: No one bad ever knocks.

Something bad was about to happen. My wife was being clever again.

It was silly but incredibly sweet, these people spending so much energy trying to figure me out. The answer: I don't like cherries.

She had what the Victorians would call a finely shaped head . You could imagine the skull quite easily. I'd know her head anywhere. And what's inside it. I think of that, too: her mind. Her brain, all those coils, and her thoughts shuttling through those coils like fast, frantic centipedes. Like a child, I picture opening her skull, unspooling her brain and sifting through it, trying to catch and pin down her thoughts. What are you thinking, Amy?

No wedding ring. I wondered when I began to notice such things.

You two are the most fucked-up people I have ever met, and I specialize in fucked-up people.

You can like an immoral character because she's interesting, not because you want to have her over for dinner.