I'm on a diet. It's very strict: all hot dogs. Just sausages, constantly. It's working out - I've gained fifteen pounds!

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.

Gentlemen, you are about to witness the most famous victory in history.

I trust other people to tell me if it's too far or tasteless, because there's not too much that I won't do. I like to push the limits. Obviously, that's more dangerous and more fun for everybody.

I woke up this morning, smiled at the rising sun.

I like people talking about me, about my defense or what I'm doing. I like to see that, and that makes me work hard.

Now that you're Secretary of War, what kind of an army do you think we ought to have?

Then again, Solomon was human. And that meant he was flawed (Go on, take a look at yourself in the mirror. A good long look, if you can bear it. See? Flawed's putting it mildly, isn't it?)

Mortality is very different when you're 20 to when you're 50.

Chart numbers can be deceiving. An album doesn't have to sell that much these days to show up really high on the charts.

We all look. The lucky find.

Colleagues will malign you if you're a moderately successful journalist.