There is absolutely nothing that beats hard work.
I was reading so much about myself in the papers that was not me.
I am not trying to give an image of a fairytale, perfect, everything else, I am just being myself.
I am utterly in love with my son and my boyfriend and live in the most magical place on Earth. I've been in Norway for ten months now and I have loved every minute of it.
I'm a new mum who spends her days making baby food and cooking for her man. And I couldn't be happier.
I got a phone call saying we are from the News of the World, and we're exposing you and David Beckham. My heart did not beat for a minute.
Don't get me wrong - I love London, and still have an apartment there.
All power that anyone can possibly use is within, waiting to be made visible, first by recognizing it, then affirming it as ours.
I don't think having a My Chemical Romance action figure will make a kid start his own band, I like to think it will make him save children from a burning building.
There is love of course. And then there's life, its enemy.
The right-of-centre parties still often compete with left-of-centre ones to proclaim their attachment to all the main programmes of spending, particularly spending on social services of one kind or another. But this foolish as well as muddled. It is foolish because left-of-centre parties will always be able to outbid right-of-centre ones in this auction - after all, that is why they are on the left in the first place. The muddle arises because once we concede that public spending and taxation are than a necessary evil we have lost sight of the core values of freedom.