At school, I always wanted to belong to a gang, and no one would have me. So I'd have make my own gang, but with everybody else's leftovers.

It takes a long time to appreciate one's parents.

I think people do work too much. I've never been able to understand the whole 'make hay while the sun shines' thing. Either I want to work or I don't want to work.

I was happy, I wasnt beaten, and I lacked nothing. But it wasnt what people expect - it was very much sort of pinching and scraping. I dont know how my mother did it.

I think the sheer number of pop stars has kind of drowned out, somewhat, our interest. We're just submerged.

When I speak English, I've been told, I have this patrician way of speaking that's very irritating. It's the whole class thing.

My body is a baby machine.