I have this attitude to life that is not to take anything too seriously and not worry about anything, and when I met him I wasn't too nervous and I was being myself.

I am terrible at video games and I am really competitive. And if I am not the best at something, I go absolutely crazy!

I always thought I was going to end up an old spinster, with my cats and fur coats.

I don't want to be about the way I look - my body, my hair, my makeup, all those boring things.

I was in lots of dodgy bands growing up and I always fancied myself in a band. But, you know, I was rubbish at writing music. So maybe one day I'll play a rock star, or punk rocker.

When I go home, everyone's very proud. I get recognized the most when I go back to my hometown, but it's in a really sweet way. They're just very proud and supportive.

I've never understood people that sleep around. I think there's something very lacking in your life when you do, not to be judgmental.

My family are very down-to-earth people. We are not showbizzy at all.

I was quite naughty at school.

I actually had a cockney accent before I went to drama school. It's softened up a bit.

I love strange things; my favorite movies are weird, eclectic, and intriguing.

I know not which lives more unnatural lives, obeying husbands, or commanding wives.

Choices can help create the human desire for their future. But there are some, who's fate has already been decided.

When will someone write from the point of view of a joke, that is to say theway God sees events from above?

Distress: A disease incurred by exposure to the prosperity of a friend.

I think husbands and wives should live in separate houses. If there's enough money, the children should live in a third.

I don't go to mythical places with strange men.

My crazy's working a lot better than your sanity.

MAY it please your Honors: I was desired by one of the court to look into the books, and consider the question now before them concerning Writs of Assistance.

Poems like to have a destination for their flight. They are homing pigeons.

When you're famous you can't go to Topshop. Even when I disguise myself in a moustache, baseball cap, sunglasses - the full Madonna kit - it doesn't work: my stupid face is too big.