I'm a feminist, of course, and I feel as if I'm very politically correct, although I do question what's PC and what's not - I don't just accept what I'm told.

It's funny how something so normal and mundane that you see every day-your body-can be controversial. The shock value is intense. It's like carrying an art piece around with you all the time.

Even if you're only wearing trainers and a vest, eyeliner will instantly transform you. People always look put-together when their make-up's on and their eyes are popping - just ask Amy Winehouse!

Even talking, I'm super-loud. I could never have that kind of meek, little wispy whimsical lavender and lace voice. It comes from my body. There's no way I can fight it.

All this fashion stuff - who's cool now - is just a bigger version of the cool kids versus the nerds.

I'm a great believer in karma and the vengeance that it serves up to those who are deliberately mean is generally enough for me.

I'm passionate about color. My best friend and I sit and look at Pantone books for fun.

I'm not sure that I am able to feel embarrassment.

I've belched a lot more since I had gall bladder surgery. I don't know why.

I'm naturally a mousy blonde, so I dye my hair, and my eyebrows would disappear if I didn't get through at least a pencil a month.

I'm shameless, and I love a pun. There's a lot of Beth puns.

The average person is still under the aberrant delusion that food should be somebody else's responsibility until I'm ready to eat it.

If you work your hardest, and you do your best, then the rest is not in your control, but in God's Hands.

Contemporary literature can be classified under three headings: the neurotic the erotic and the tommy-rotic.

Wedding Singer taught us we shouldnt be afraid of making people feel emotional in the middle of the movie, rather than just dealing with comedy.

The thing you notice here after America is how refreshingly ordinary people look, because they haven't had their chin wrapped around the back of their ears.

We live in a society where we basically live and strive on what people think about us. We’re more visual people so what we see is basically what we believe which is not necessarily true.

Turks have a dismissive phrase: he works like a clerk. I have turned this insult around: I am proud to say that I work like a clerk.

Whathat!" Tyson gasped. "Those are the stables for the pegasi," I replied, "You know, winged horses?" "Whasthat!" "Um... those are the toilets.

You must not think that a satiric style allows of scandalous and brutish words; the better sort abhor scurrility.