I can't stand it. I can't stand someone being embarrassed. I don't know why. If someone slips over and the first thing they do is look around, I pretend I haven't seen it.

You won't burn in hell. But be nice anyway.

Spirituality really lost its way when it became a stick to beat people with: ‘Do this or you’ll burn in hell.

People have let me down in the past. I've loved something, and it's become a disgrace. I'd rather start again.

When you get back into the editing suite in the cold light of day, the written stuff is better.

I like my baths really deep and hot. But washing everything only takes a few minutes. So I thought it would be a waste to just flush all that water away. So there was nothing else to do but take pictures of myself trying to look as horrendous as possible. Oh my, what have I started?

Telling someone with depression to pull themselves together is about as useful as telling someone with cancer to just stop having cancer