My favorite word is existentialism. I can't say it and I'm not quite sure what it means.

I'm never getting too lonely because it's the kind of disease where you might sit in front of the TV with three bags of biscuits, rather than communicate with the world.

I think it's unnecessary to be mean for the sake of being mean, but I do believe you have to be truthful, but with love.

I know that I've overfed myself trying to prop myself up because I'm exhausted.

There will always be a few people who just want to knock you down or are jealous or just want to be horrible for the sake of it. I don't know what drives someone to be nasty.

I have the most ridiculous TV crush on Michael McIntyre. I fell in love watching him on 'Britain's Got Talent'.

I've got an image of me at the bottom of my garden sitting under my silver birch tree reading, while everyone else had gone somewhere exotic.