I was definitely living fast. I was working, traveling a lot, playing. I didn't stop. It all became unbalanced.

I got tired of feeling like Dracula. I wanted to see some daylight, and not just at six o’clock in the morning.

It doesn't matter; even if you do tend to wear the same things all the time, it's how you wear them and your attitude that counts.

I want to live my life in a way that when I get really old, I look back at my life and say: aaah I lived it, not survived it.

There's always a dinner to go to. There're always loads of people around. I was having fun working with my friends. For a while it all just kind of rolled together in a great way.

I don't want to be myself, ever. I'm terrible at a snapshot. Terrible. I blink all the time. I've got facial Tourette's. Unless I'm working and in that zone, I'm not very good at pictures, really.

That picture of me running down the beach - I'll never forget doing that, because I made the hairdresser, who was the only man on the shoot, turn his back.