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.

When I like something, I love it, but then I'll let it go completely.

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?

I always like to keep busy, otherwise my brain starts ticking.

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 be too optimistic or pessimistic. If you're a pessimist then that's depressing all the time; if you're an optimist and things don't work out then that's depressing, too.