A lot of pubs in London are now faceless, expensive yuppy bars. Not like when I was growing up. The pub used to be, and should be, the pillar of community.

All the birds love Touche Eclat. It's a (concealer) pen that gets rid of eye bags. But I'm quite happy otherwise. I train a lot.

I do jump behind the bar when we're really busy, but by that point I've usually drunk too much to work.

You'd phone or knock on the door of your friend or neighbour if they hadn't appeared at your local pub or bar for a few days, just to make sure they weren't dead in the cellar.

I live in jeans, mainly Wrangler and Nudie. I like them as dark blue as they'll go and tightly woven.

I'm into the whole skincare thing.

I'm ginger, so it's hard to rate me

I'm quite sexy - if you like gingers.

I've got the body of a model and the face of a coal miner.

I got up to all sorts of things when I was a kid, but I've managed to take the excessive alcohol and fast vehicle combination out of my life now.

Running has been great for keeping me fit throughout my acting career.

All Welsh knew was that he was scared shitless, and at the same time was afflicted with a choking gorge of anger that any social coercion existed in the world which could force him to be here.

When she awakes, she knows where she is. This place, this ancient place sears one’s soul with recognition. 'Heaven' seems an inadequate word for it, but that is what it is known as.

I fall short of her standards. She made me buy cat food that hasn't been tested on animals. My cats took one bite of it, spit it out, and yelled, "Did no one test this?

On occasions when u feel most hopeless, u must take powerful effort. We must persist in face of failure.

Now, you can't tell me, we have the only God in the whole world. You can't tell me that nobody else has God.

The cry for love and communion and for recognition that rises from the hearts of people in need reveals the fountain of love in us and our capacity to give life.

With fatal, fatal Love a girlhood goes.

A too-expected image (cliché) will never seem right, even if it is.

Sincerity is romantic. I don't think you need gestures.

You must judge a man's greatness by how much he will be missed.