I won't talk about who I'm dating. Because it's dumb. It leads to nowhere good. I let everybody else in the media do that for me. It takes the responsibility off my shoulders!

If I'm going to give up the single life, it better be good - because I'm having fun!

I remember just lying in the grass, staring at the clouds, wondering where they drifted off to after they floated over Texas.

Shut up. Just shut up. You had me at 'hello'.

This [my backside] is still very, very big.

I like to have nice conversations with a man that teach me something, make me mad, make me curious. Then I find him attractive.

My mum, a strange creature from the time when pickles on toothpicks were still the height of sophistication.