I love puffins. They are small, round gothic birds, and their babies are called pufflings.

I feel in my bones that Lady Gaga is a true strident feminist and good for my soul - but how do I square this with the fact that she's constantly walking around in her bra and pants, even at, like, airports and stuff, where even nudists wear a fleece and linen drawstring trousers?

I've generally got low levels of embarrassment.

You think it doesn't really matter if you screw up this time around because you can just sort it all out in paradise

It's really best not to tell people when you feel bad. Growing up is about keeping secrets, and pretending everything is fine.

I wish I could give up smoking, but it does taste so delicious.

I think that instead of feminism being a political thing, it should be an act of creativity. It's more of a rock n' roll thing.