There's something about it that makes sense, Lent. You give something up, and everything's more joyful.

Let me tell you about those convents. All that crap about extending the pinkie finger while sipping tea is a myth. Convent schools are breeding grounds for great broads and occasionally one-of-the-boys. Convent schools teach you to play against everything, which is what I'm still doing.

There's something that really frightens me - and that's fear.

I can't explain chemistry. I really can't. I haven't got a clue what it's all about. It just happens. It's like falling in love. You can't explain why you fall in love or explain why it's this particular person.

I do believe in the infallibility of the Pope, because I think we have to believe in something.

I smoked, I drank, I did all the kicking my heels up type things, but I went to Mass on Sunday.