My daughter, Lila, is my style critic. She'll say, "No, Mummy, you can't wear that." She's very good. I do trust her instinct.

Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels.

Now I'm being blamed not only for anorexia but for lung cancer.

If I'm going dancing, then I wear the highest heels with the shortest dress.

It sounds really corny but I think that if you're beautiful inside it shows on the outside, for sure.

It's kind of rebellious to be yourself.

I want to live my life in a way that when I get really old, I look back at my life and say: aaah I lived it, not survived it.

I was a scapegoat. The media had to put responsibility on somebody, and I was chosen. They felt free to say that because someone was thin they were anorexic, which is ridiculous.

What people say isn't going to stop me. I have to do things for myself.

I'll never forget that show season. It was completely mad. I was staying between Christy and Naomi's rooms and it was all limos and the Ritz Hotel and all that kind of business.

Just remember that, ultimately, dressing is always about attitude, feeling comfortable and confidence

I’ve known people that the world has thrown everything at to discourage them...to break their spirit. And yet something about them retains a dignity. They face life and don’t ask quarters.

There is something strangely ecstatic, oddly fascinating and infinitely magnetic about unrequited love.

I place an enormous premium on loyalty. If someone betrays me, I can forgive them rationally, but emotionally I have found it impossible to do so.

Sometimes people say, do you want a drink? And I say, oh, I'd like to, but I'm a tragic alcoholic. I always say tragic. I'm a tragic alcoholic.

There is a fine balance between honoring the past and losing yourself in it.

I think when you get to the point where you don't need to be in love, then you could be in love. You have to just be OK with yourself-and that's a long process.

We cannot wait any longer to deal with the structural causes of poverty, in order to heal our society from an illness that can only lead to new crises.

Adversity finds at last the man whom she has often passed by.

I'm very open about my shortcomings. It's nothing for me. People think I'm so brave for being like this. But I'm just being me, I'll take it.

Sometimes you have to put your balls on the line.