I'm terrified of men these days. If someone asked me out now, I don't know what I'd say, how I'd react. But I couldn't go through with it, not at all. I suppose I've been terrified of them all along.

Even a criminal has the right to a new life, but they made sure I did not have that. They just didn't stop calling me a prostitute for ever and ever and ever and ever.

It's been a misery for me, living with Christine Keeler.

One way of reading my life is that I have been in constant search for a father.

I never found anyone who was good enough, who I could trust enough.

I like to think that people live on in other people's memories.

We knew we were talking about spies. I knew he knew I knew. I was digging my own grave.