I want to speak, to sing to total strangers. It's my way of talking to the world.
Everyone - particularly my female friends I speak to - all say 'I wouldn't be in my twenties again if I was paid. ' It's a difficult time.
Manicures: Which are basically just holding hands with a stranger for forty-five minutes whilst listening to Enya.
Look in the mirror and say, 'There is none other like you and for that reason alone you are beautiful.
Imagine for a moment playing by children's rules. If you were at a party and saw someone you liked, you could just go and hold their hand. If they then try to kiss you and you don't like it, you can push them over. If your aunty gives you a Christmas present that you're not too keen on, you can throw it back in her face and burst into tears. You can gallop freely. You can skip. Children have got it right. The tragedy is, none of this is permissible as an adult. Although one thing surely is – and I'll bet you know what I'm going to say – that's right, the galloping. Such fun!
I think it's sad when people stop dreaming, or start losing hope. Because holding onto the bonkers dream might just turn out to be the most marvellous thing you ever did.
I have written the only diet book that I believe needs to exist, and here it is: CHAPTER ONE: Eat a bit less. CHAPTER TWO: Move about a bit more. THE END.
I've been blessed with the opportunity to express the views of black people who otherwise don't have access to power and the media. I have to take advantage of that while I'm still bankable.
All I can say is that my ambition far exceeded my talent.
Rock bottom can be a solid foundation from which you can rebuild your life on.
The Rule of Accuracy: When working toward the solution of a problem, it always helps if you know the answer.