In fact I have nightmares about having children. I want to carry a baby and feel the life within me and in my dream, I do. But every time after it’s born, there’s this incredible fear, this pounding pulse of fear. It’s a real bad nightmare.
I did some pretty crazy stuff that I never thought I would do, for the sake of a movie, like surfing in eight-foot waves in pitch-black darkness, where I can’t see anything. That still haunts me, kind of, in my nightmares, but it was worth it, it was fun.
I have had dreams and I have had nightmares, but I have conquered my nightmares because of my dreams.
I do sleep next to my makeup because I don’t want any makeup nightmares.
I got a chance to act in a film, ‘Derailed.’ I was having a recurring nightmare, and after doing that film, the nightmares stopped.
I really hate to get old. I don’t talk about it much. And sometimes at night I wake up and I have nightmares that I know how old I am.
There’s nothing I want less than a piece of cheese or a burger. I have nightmares I’m being force-fed these things. I have no interest in converting anyone. It’s purely how I want to live my life. I don’t judge anyone.
Computers are scary. They’re nightmares to fix, lose our stuff, and, on occasion, they crash, producing the blue screen of death. Steve Jobs knew this. He knew that computers were bulky and hernia-inducing and Darth Vader black. He understood the value of declarative design.
It’s real simple – we all have nightmares, and the idea you can be in real jeopardy in them is a great gimmick. It’s universal.
I no longer have the terrible nightmares that I used to have. Mao had just died in 1976, and China began to open up. For the first time scholarships to go to the West to study were awarded on academic merit.
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