They look at someone like me, and I just really get up their nose. I really wind them up.

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

I've got over so much. Mum wouldn't want anything to come into my life that would make me fragile again.

One thing that success has taught me is censorship.

I thought it would be my one and only exhibition, so I decided to call it My Major Retrospective.

Some people use just one condom, right? But we use tons.

With any story I write, I could actually write it from three or four different perspectives, which would end with a completely different moral at the end.

My mum has never wanted me to have children. She thinks I would be destroying my life, even now.

The idea that I'm going to have to sit down to write some fiction where I'm going to have to think of a plot would really scare me, because it would come out a mess.

When I got the phrase media whore thrown in my face last year, I thought, Oh my God, if you only knew.

They grew really quickly. One minute I didn't have any tits and the next I had the biggest tits in the world.

I have hardly any friends who aren't gay.

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.

People try constantly to use me, and I hate it.

If I didn't want to work for a couple of years, I wouldn't have to-it's a great feeling, to know I'm doing it because I want to do it.

What is truth? Truth doesn't really exist. Who is going to judge whether my experience of an incident is more valid than yours? No one can be trusted to be the judge of that.

Maybe I don't believe things myself, as well. Truth is such a transient thing.

There's so much stuff said about me that's not true, so now if something is hurtful and wrong, I send an e-mail or letter immediately, saying, This is not true.

I'm out of here, I'm better than all of you.

It's happened time and time again, but the committee has always decided against it-the work was too conservative or didn't fit within the budget; there are millions of different reasons.

It pleases me that people can be interactive.

All the mistakes I've ever made in my life have been when I've been drunk. I haven't made hardly any mistakes sober, ever, ever.

I am fiercely independent and I probably wouldn't be if it wasn't for the way in which I was brought up.

I've been slagged off completely by the art world.

It wasn't so much destroying my dancing, it was destroying me.

They look at someone like me, and I just really get up their nose. I really wind them up.

People don't remember. Revenge is sweet.

There is nothing difficult about my work, and people get to hear it from me.

It's my memory, and what happened between that moment 10 or 15 years ago and now, there's a lot of gray area.

I never grew up.

I really love animals. My cat is my little soul mate. He's not just a cat, he's my friend.

I'd make a good friend, not mother. I'm too selfish. I think a lot of mothers are selfish and they end up having children, but I don't want to put some small tiny person through that.

I've got to start using my brain more - I've got to be more ethereal and more enlightened.

There's different kinds of love, and I'd never experienced that kind of totally platonic love. All the love I've experienced has always been a kind of deal, and now, as I get older, I realise that there's this other love out there.

When you're 20 or 30, looking ahead, you see these benchmarks for relationships, career, ambition, sexuality, and they went off into infinity. When you get to 50, you look at what's ahead of you, and there's an end. It goes into a nothingness, a void.

Given a fair wind, we will negotiate our way into the Common Market, head held high, not crawling in. Negotiations? Yes. Unconditional acceptance of whatever terms are offered us? No.

God tempers the wind to the shorn lamb.

The first thing you do when you get out to center field is put up your finger and check the wind chill factor.

So many gods, so many creeds, so many paths that wind and wind while just the art of being kind is all the sad world needs.

A great wind swept over the ghetto, carrying away shame, invisibility and four centuries of humiliation. But when the wind dropped people saw it had been only a little breeze, friendly, almost gentle.

I might have been born in a hovel but I am determined to travel with the wind and the stars.

His heart was like a sensitive plant, that opens for a moment in the sunshine, but curls up and shrinks into itself at the slightest touch of the finger, or the lightest breath of wind.

Sometimes songwriters and singers forget that. They get a melody in their head and the notes will take precedence, so that they wind up forcing a word onto a melody. It doesn't ring true.

If you reveal your secrets to the wind, you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees.

Throw caution to the wind and just do it.

I've always stuck with Gibsons. I've had Guilds and Fenders, too, but I always wind up going back to Gibsons.

Politicians trim and tack in their quest for power, but they do so in order to get the wind of votes in their sails.

The newer homes did not sustain as much damage because they were built to better safety codes; they were better designed, higher wind loads for the roof. All of those facets made those homes sustain the storm a whole lot better.

Now it would be as absurd to deny the existence of God, because we cannot see him, as it would be to deny the existence of the air or wind, because we cannot see it.