I just want to give you this one piece of advice: if you're standing and you could be sitting, sit. If you're sitting and you could be lying down, lie down.

His mouth is a no-go area. It's like kissing the Berlin Wall.

I drink a lot of Diet Coke and belch. I've been known to use the ''f'' word.

Sometimes I go, “What am I doing with my life?” But then I get letters from young women, or people come up to me, and they say, “You’ve made such a difference to my confidence.” And that is a good thing. I should read more fan mail though. I’m crap at responding.

Why do you put your self esteem in the hands of complete strangers?

I liked pretending to be other people: I could reinvent myself, reinvent my own reality.

I’m more comfortable with myself than when I was younger. I hated myself then. Wait, I didn’t hate myself – that’s a strong word. But I was so diffident. I didn’t know how to act, for one. I had no confidence in that area or in myself at all, really. I had a big inner critic and still do. I just don’t listen to it so much.