The whole business of getting famous was good fun, but it was a long time ago.

I've found a more personal, pagan kind of religion to satisfy the spiritual side of things.

Rodents can come across as being quite vacant in the personality stakes

I'm currently in an interesting correspondence with a nun about forgiveness

The bullying was hideous and relentless, and we turned it round by making ourselves celebrities.

The English like eccentrics. They just don't like them living next door.

I didn't think of myself as a tart, but I wouldn't argue with anyone who did

However light-hearted you try to be about it, the loss of youth, and everything that goes with it, is quite a trauma.

I think Australians like a bit of vulgarity

The good thing about getting older is that, as you become less attractive, so you have less desire to go out and conquer everyone you see

Just because someone's dead doesn't mean it's over. My grandfather died more than 25 years ago, but I still think of him a lot and smell his smell.

I am afraid I shall disappoint people's expectations dreadfully.

There are vices which have no hold upon us, but in connection with others; and which, when you cut down the trunk, fall like the branches.

Sometimes, you just have to reassure the ones you love in precise language that you'll always be there. Sometimes words are enough.

I've always read, I've always admired writers and was lucky really to meet some extraordinary ones and become friends. Certain times you just like people, and it grows out like a nautilus shell.

I've always accepted applause as making me feel worthwhile. I hope I die being applauded. Just put a chaise longue under me and let me go.

To tell a woman who is forty, "You look like sixteen," is boloney. The blarney way of saying it is "Tell me how old you are, I should like to know at what age women are the most beautiful.

I crave to die with my hand at the spinning wheel.

I'm tired and I want to rest; I want to get out of this and go lie down somewhere, off where it's dark and no one speaks. Forever.

Maybe I should see things as they really are and not as I want them to be.