I'm not the kind of person who's going to look at the top of a mountain and go, 'Oh, look at that! That's lovely. That's lovely, that top of that mountain.' I'm the kind of person who's going to go, 'Oh, my God! That's so lovely! Let's go climb up it!'

There are moments to indulge and enjoy, but I always know when it's time to go home and wash my knickers.

I struggle for what I believe in. Life is short, it's impossible to repeat something; you have to take advantage of things when you can reach them.

Having just had a baby, I'm not going to be thinking about my arse.

She has a choice. She can either accept a life of misery or she can struggle against it. And she chooses to struggle...she fails in the end but there's something beautiful and even heroic in her rebellion.

As a woman, especially when you have children, one gets so good at soldiering on - almost too good.

Of course I believe in marriage. Commitment to one other person in life is glorious.