I quite like being who I am.

Are you tired? You should be! You've been running through my mind all day.

Did he annoy me? Yes, he was like a wasp at a picnic.

After a gig I get to the hotel all psyched-up from being on stage and get stuck into 'Homes and Interiors' magazine.

I don't think you'll ever be happy about anything unless you've done it.

I’m secretly hoping for the full five.

I don't know why people enjoy what I do. I play piano and sing a few songs - and that's about as exciting as I want it to get. The people who come to my shows will have to bring a good book!

I'm not a good time-off person. I'm awful on holiday. It comes from having that period when I didn't work. That really was the worst bit.

I might do 'X Factor' next year. It's looking good that I won't get the sack at Christmas.

The trouble with the artists this year is they are all obsessed with Twitter and headlines. It feels like they are all getting a bit above themselves.

Our thoughts are with everyone that's been affected by Manchester attack. We want to stand strong, look at the sky and sing loud and proud.

Did I really want to stay on this road longer, knowing it was only going to end in devastation?

I am yours.Don't give myself back to me.

Yes, its hard to write. But its harder not to.

You cannot drown a fish in the ocean, no matter how deep you sink it.

How do I go about cataloguing my dreams?

Worrying about something you can't control has less benefit than a mosquito's existence.

Basically there are no stars anymore. The audience is the star.

Brief life is here our portion.

We postpone our literary work until we have more ripeness and skill to write, and we one day discover that our literary talent wasa youthful effervescence which we have now lost.

How do I stay so healthy and boyishly handsome? It's simple. I drink the blood of young runaways.