I'm fascinated by people in their eighties and nineties. Especially those who are still creating and living in an interesting way. I am fascinated by them because they have so much to say now that they've lived for so long.

Life's full of tricky snakes and ladders.

Don't talk to me about people who are 'nice' cause I have spent my whole life in ruins because of people who are 'nice'.

I can get incredibly erotic about blotting paper.

To me you are a work of art, and I would give you my heart - that's if I had one.

He referred to me as an 'insufferable puffed-up prat'. This is a bit rich coming from a man who actually married his own mother.

Whenever I go past McDonalds I get very, very angry.