I've got this horrible feeling that I'm one of those people who'll always have to flog their guts out to get anywhere.

I can eat a man, but I'm not sure of the fiber content.

I don't do marriage. I think it's incredibly naff. And I don't like vulgar displays of ostentation.

I still can't set up the ironing-board. A complete Luddite.

Family is the one thing that is definitely not disposable.

As a rule, wearing a bigger pair of jeans looks better than squishing yourself into a pair of jeans that used to fit before you gave up smoking.

The comedy I like the best is comedy I can't do, stuff that doesn't touch my arena.