My mum always says work goes in waves: you have a good spell and then it dips.

I think interviews can be fine. It's just there's this terrible fear of coming off wrongly or saying something that gets taken out of context.

I was really in to shiny things when I was younger and I stole a shiny tag for my dog. I didn't get caught. I hope I don't go to jail for that.

I try not to read about myself. Why would reading about yourself be interesting? You're only going to be told you're doing a good job and get big headed about it, or be told you're rubbish and get down in the dumps. What's the point?

That's how I believed relationships worked: You go into town, pick up the girl you want, then ride off into the mountains and the townsfolk can't get them back.

I won't eat veal, and my mum won't eat lamb, because she thinks it's a bit harsh to eat cute things.

Other people's success spurs me on to do well and gives me motivation.