Wild men are so enormously attractive.

I like men. They are hugely entertaining, but they have a lot of shortcomings and you just have to bear those in mind.

My ex-boyfriend can round last night, which was weird because I didn't know he was in a coma.

You know it's time for a New Year's resolution to lose weight when you step on a talking scale and it says, "One at a time, please.

There are comics who treat women fairly appallingly. But I can be great friends with them because I don't tend to do that ticking of boxes: it can make life too simplistic.

I like reading, I like boring things, and yet I think people for ages had this image of me that I was on the tube with a chainsaw looking for any likely candidate.

There are lots of people who believe that caricature of me the tabloids created, so they think they don't like me.