I'll always remember when I bumped into Good Morning America's Robin Roberts on a flight to my mother's funeral in 1994 and how kind she was during that difficult time.

Now I know that that is just the phenomena of eating this way. Most all of my letters say I hit a plateau and then one morning I woke up and the melt had happened.

What I do is not some magical mystical thing. I simply get up in the morning get to work on time say my lines and do the best I can.

I think I'm a fun flatmate. I'm always cheerful. I go on tour with my band so it's 12 people on one bus and I feel like I'm the one who's happy in the morning. I'm not a chaotic person but I might slack off on doing the dishes from time to time.

My ideal is to wake up in the morning and run around the meadow naked.

You say something stupid and the next morning you're in the headlines.

The muse holds no appointments. You can never call on it. I don't understand people who get up at 9 o'clock in the morning put on the coffee and sit down to write.

So it's the kind of business where you can't wait to get up in the morning and read the papers or listen to what's on the news and you know how the world's going to change.

I do Yoga. I'd like to say I do it every morning but I don't I just don't have the time.

The result was that if it happened to clear off after a cloudy evening I frequently arose from my bed at any hour of the night or morning and walked two miles to the observatory to make some observation included in the programme.