I live in California, the worst place in the world for fat people. There are three of us. They have us on eight-hour shifts, so it works out.
People tell me that I am well-grounded. I am sane in the New England sense of the word.
I'm much more famous than I am rich, but I'm able to scale back my lifestyle. I know a lot of people who were where I was who can't imagine living any simpler, but I haven't got a lot of expensive wants.
I'm a New Yorker, and working in New York was divine for me. I loved working there and going to work there, which I've been able to do three or four times in my career, and I just love it. It's my favorite.
I think it's tough when you're very young and you maybe fall for the celebrity and being the center of attention.
It's not so much what do I want to be doing in 15 years, it's how I want to be in 15 years.
You know, the fashion business is this legendary repository of young girls on their way to getting husbands. I really wanted to work.
I'd always hoped to write the story as a novel, but there was a long period when the [Bridget Jones's Baby: The Diaries] movie was stalled and in confusion. I felt frustrated creatively, and just couldn't work on the Baby material till the movie was sorted out.
You own a piece of me," he murmurs as he holds me afterward. "Good," I tell him. "And just so you know… I'm never giving it back.
The world is filled with people who are no longer needed -- and who try to make slaves of all of us -- and they have their music and we have ours.
You know you've reached middle age when your weightlifting consists merely of standing up.