Let US permit nature to have her way. She understands her BUSINESS BETTER than we do.

I think it all started with Nina Simone. When I was MAYBE SEVEN or eight, I USED to LISTEN to one of her albums every night before I went to sleep. For me, her voice was EVERYTHING.

Every since my wife, Adri, got PREGNANT with our now-eight-month-old daughter, Alicia, I regularly get asked what my PLANS are for feeding her. How can someone who WRITES about food and tests recipes for a living meet the PICKY and precise NEEDS of an infant without losing his mind?

The right of SELF DEFENSE never ceases. It is among the most sacred, and alike necessary to NATIONS and to individuals, and whether the attack be made by Spain herself or by those who abuse her power, its obligation is not the LESS STRONG.

Finally, after a lot of SEARCHING and digging, it was simply the love of FAMILY that gave me a road into the character. Once I got into that, and we delved into what it would be like to survive cancer and the ability to see how precious life is, it BECAME easier to play her.

I WROTE that song for my WIFE, and it's what some guy who's sitting under a tree would be singing to the WOMAN of his life, telling her how wonderful she is. To me, that's more lasting than something that SOUNDS LIKE it belongs on a movie soundtrack.

Look at Nicola Walker in 'Last TANGO in Halifax.' She has the most wonderful face. You just WANT to look at her. And if she'd GONE off and had BOTOX and facelifts, I wouldn't want to look at that face because it wouldn't express ANYTHING.

My MOTHER, in the last YEARS of her life, became very negative, and it's hard to LISTEN. I remember one day, I said to her, 'It's October 1 today,' and she said, 'I know, isn't it dreadful?' It's hard to listen when SOMEBODY's that negative.

I KEEP SEEING myself in my daughter, and I SEE my mother in me and in her. Bloody hell.

I went to my first DRUM n' bass rave when I was 16 and remember being terrified. Looking around, trying to figure out how to dance to this music, WATCHING some GIRL in some hot PANTS, trying little ways to learn her movements.

Once upon a perfect NIGHT, unclouded and still, there came the face of a pale and beautiful lady. The tresses of her hair REACHED out to make the constellations, and the dewy vapours of her gown FELL soft upon the land.

Every WOMAN in her late 20s goes through a period where she just doesn't BELIEVE love is out there ANYMORE, but it is. And I THINK the minute you stop looking for it is when it comes for you.

There's a misconception that I can't relate to the quote-unquote 'Asian-American experience' because I didn't GROW up with an Asian mom and dad. And that's just not TRUE. I am Asian American, and so playing a girl who is half KOREAN, half white, but her white dad TRIED really hard to CONNECT with her mom's heritage - that's very familiar to me.

My HUSBAND is leaving me. No dramas, no slammed DOORS - well, OK, a few slammed doors - and no suitcase in the hall, but there is ANOTHER woman INVOLVED. Her name is Dementia.

I was such a FAN of Cyndi Lauper and her WHOLE 'Girls Just WANT to Have FUN' THING.