I found that life has to be edited to continue.

I'm a terrible cook, but if I could cook, I would see that in art as well, it's how much creative energy you put into something.

I feel physically ill if I don't make work, I don't create. I don't feel very good. I don't feel right, I feel wrong.

I know people went to laugh at my bed and to jeer at it. Still, at least they actually went to see it.

I found that life has to be edited to continue.

I'm not trying to find another thing that's wrong with me, but I'm such a nice person, and I have a couple of drinks and I'm really good fun and then I'm really not fun

I don't ask for an apology because it's only tomorrow's fish-and-chip paper.