It's a bit of a headache being a perfectionist. You're never satisfied.

Be yourself - it's the inner beauty that counts. You are your own best friend, the key to your own happiness, and as soon as you understand that - and it takes a few heartbreaks - you can be happy.

To keep my back from getting stiff, I have a strict regime every morning of stretching and do yoga once a week and Pilates. 'Strictly Come Dancing' in 2008 was great for my fitness.

War is good for absolutely nothing, because no matter how far and wide apart we may live, we're all the same under the skin. We all want to live, laugh and love.

I'm a romantic and will only marry for love where there's respect and compatibility. I'd like to be with someone if the right person came along. I really like male company. I like the male mind.

With age comes a greater wisdom, an ease and comfort with oneself.

I have done so many love scenes in the past that I have learned how to pull off a sexy smoulder on the dance floor.

I've never felt the need to be defined by a man.

I am simply not such a slave to my vanity, and I don't want to be, because as you get older you really have to start accepting the inevitable.

Sadly, the timing's never been right. There have been men who would have married me but I didn't feel the same, and vice versa.

Whitley Bay was my first experience of the seaside. I'd buy my bucket and spade, and beach ball, and all the shops were teeming with toys. I used to spend hours on the shuggy boats.

Society doesn't have values. People have values.

Where do bad folks go when they die? No heaven awaits them, say to it goodbye

Intelligent people, as some say, in their openness, are indeed slow to criticize, but conversely, in their openness to the concerns of others, the genuine are slow to fret about being criticized.

Even the greatest of all strategists must occasionally take into account the presence of an enemy.

You have greatness in you. The key is to get it out.

Tao loves and nourishes all things, but does not dominate it over them.

I am a night painter, so when I come into the studio the next morning the delirium is over.

Behold a silly tender babe,In freezing winter night,In homely manger trembling lies;Alas! a piteous sight.

The first step in fixing a broken program is getting it to fail repeatably [on the simplest example possible].

They are at the end of the gallery; retired to their tea and scandal, according to their ancient custom.