I feel like a semi-single mum.

I would seriously question whether anybody is really foolish enough to really say what they mean. Sometimes I think that civilization as we know it would kind of break down if we all were completely honest.

I have three lives: actress, model, producer. Sometimes I'm aware that there's a fourth life, which is somewhat neglected, which is living a bit.

I keep getting these extraordinary letters, really weird ones from American sports stars - I've always thought you were one pretty lady and now that you're single I want to meet you for a drink.

Nothing irritates me more than chronic laziness in others. Mind you, it's only mental sloth I object to. Physical sloth can be heavenly.

I love moving. I love new houses. I'm always looking for somewhere else.

A bit of lusting after someone does wonders for the skin.