The only two questions that need to be asked each day are: Did I live wisely? Did I love well?

I used to dream of being normal. For me, if Kirk Douglas walked into the house, that was normal.

I don't have great thighs. I have very big breasts and a soft, fatty little tummy. And I've got back fat. People assume that I'm walking around in little spaghetti-strap dresses. It's insidious - Glam Jamie, the Perfect Jamie, the great figure, blah, blah, blah. And I don't want the unsuspecting 40-year-old women of the world to think that I've got it going on. It's such a fraud. And I'm the one perpetuating it.

My marriage? Up to now everything's okay. But it's a real marriage - imperfect and very difficult. It's all about people evolving somewhat simultaneously through their lives. I think we've emotionally evolved.

All the work built my fame and certainly made me more money, but the toll it took in my home was not good.

People need things. I don't live a monk's existence, I'm a consumer, but I try to do it to the level that doesn't feel like there's an overabundance of something.

Being an actor, you are recognized for being somebody else, whereas these books are distilled from me.