Once I was walking from The Mercer in New York - because otherwise I don't walk anywhere - and this woman paparazzo who was following me fell over a fire hydrant and her whole tooth went through her lip. I leant over her, saying, 'Are you all right?' and she was still taking pictures.

It's neurotic fat women who hate me--they're stupid

I guess I'm adaptable. You know, I turn up at work and [photographers] can kind of do what they want with me, really.

I don't get why it would be interesting. I'm not that different. And also, now with Instagram and everything, everyone's so on their phones that even when I'm in a restaurant like this, where you wouldn't expect it, someone will come up and ask to get a picture with me and I'm like, 'No!'

I am a woman now! It‘s true. No, honestly, I‘ve never worn a bra in my life, ever!

I am not a fashion freak!

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.