My Mum Died When I Was 14.

I Think The 'just Say No' Mentality Is So Crazed. I Saw A Thing In A Women's Magazine The Other Day. 'he Smokes Cannabis, What Am I To Do? He Laughs It Off When I Try To Tell Him, He Says It's Not Really Harmful...' Of Course You're Half Hoping The Advice Will Be, 'well, You Know It's Not That Harmful; If You Love Him, If You Talk To Him About It, Tell Him Maybe He Should Keep It In The Garden Shed Or Something,' You Know, A Reasonable Point Of View. But Of Course It Was, 'no, No, All Drugs Are Bad. Librium's Good, Valium's Good. But Cannabis, Ooooh!' I Hate That Unreasoned Attitude.

Bach Was So Mathematical And I Liked This Idea That You Could Have One Instrument Going, 'one, Two, Three, Four', And Then You Have Another Instrument Going, [double Time] 'one, Two, Three Four', And Another Instrument Going, [doubled Again] 'one, Two, Three, Four, One, Two, Three, Four', So You Could Add Twos And Fours And Eighths, And That Happens A Lot In Bach.

Most People Don't Know That I Invented The Selfie.

When We Were Kids We Always Used To Say, ‘okay, Whoever Dies First, Get A Message Through.’ When John Died, I Thought, ‘well, Maybe We’ll Get A Message,’ Because I Know He Knew The Deal. I Haven’t Had A Message From John.

I Think The French Girls Are Fabulous.