Behold, I am become a reproach to thy holy name, by serving any ambition and the sins of others; which though I did by the persuasion of other men, yet my own conscience did cheek and upbraid me in it.
I think the genetics of being Irish are that you sort of prefer when it's rainy and cloudy. It's just genetic.
Warner Bros offered me the next Batman, and the only reason that I didn't do it was because of The Saint.

