Hearing nuns' confessions is like being stoned to death with popcorn.

Fling but a stone the giant dies.

I think when I was a kid and I was in England and it was all about The Stones The Who The Kinks and The Beatles and that's what my dad was into.

My first memory of the Rolling Stones is listening to 'Satisfaction' at a sixth-grade slumber party at a friend's house in Ankara Turkey where my family was living at the time. In the middle of our sleepover my friend's dad stopped the record when he heard the words 'girlie action!'

I haven't been baptised. My dad's not in the church and is not a religious person. My mum is more spiritual - she does Thai-chi and goes to Stonehenge and things like that. I'm proud to be pagan. Finland is not really a religious country. I'm still looking for my god.

Courage is sometimes frail as hope is frail: a fragile shoot between two stones that grows brave toward the sun though warmth and brightness fail striving and faith the only strength it knows.

I think it's really cool that there are people like Adele on the cover of 'Vogue' and 'Rolling Stone ' and like I think it's really important that people are talking about your body because if they don't then you'll never be able to break that barrier.

Human memory is a marvelous but fallacious instrument. The memories which lie within us are not carved in stone not only do they tend to become erased as the years go by but often they change or even increase by incorporating extraneous features.

As life runs on the road grows strange with faces new - and near the end. The milestones into headstones change Neath every one a friend.

I went to watch my father at Silverstone in the early 1950s and I've still got the car he was in.