When you lose your reputation at 19, you lose everything.

If I let myself sink into depression, I won't be able to get out. And then I'll be awfully unhappy. I just have to turn my face to the light and walk on. And trust that things will be all right.

I do have a strong sense of God. It's impossible to explain what I mean when I say that, of course.

It has been an extraordinary experience and, in many ways, extremely positive.

My father belonged to a commune, and the food was ghastly. My idea of food hell is the salad cream they'd pour all over bits of lettuce, cucumber and tomato. It was just disgusting.

I'm never, never sure which way to go. I'm full of unsureness. That's been a habit for years. I never really want to commit.

All I can say is I've been lucky with my body. Well done, little body. I praise it and say, 'You're very good.'