“I am a control freak. I am very hands on and pay attention to details.”

Before I became famous I used to think there’s no smoke without fire. But believe me, there can be a fire without smoke.

When you’re in a position to be paparazzi-ed just walking down the street, you’d look a little daft if you were smiling all the time.

I have started smiling! I’ve mastered this smirk; it’s a smile that isn’t a smile.

The older you get, the more comfortable you become with yourself, and you accept what you have physically.

I’m very realistic. I know my boundaries – I know what I’m good at and what I’m not good at.

I can live with my own mistakes. I can’t live with anybody else’s.

Wearing short skirts while dancing to a manic routine without showing your knickers or looking indecent is a talent, as far as I’m concerned.

Fame is not like a jacket. You can’t put it on and then take it off.

I’m not shy about asking the customer, because I want to talk about who she is and what she wants from me.

If in doubt, anything looks good with a white shirt.

I love fashion, and that’s how I express myself.

I dress sexily – but not in an obvious way. Sexy in a virginal way.

Some people aren’t satisfied that I’m a gay man in a woman’s body and swear that I’m secretly a real boy.

You’ve got to trust people. And because I am a control freak, sometimes that’s difficult for me, because I want to micro-manage absolutely everything. I can’t hand over. But I’m trying to do that more.

I believe in creative visualization.

I’m not a supermodel. I make the best of what I’ve got.

We are much like the nights sky, the big things draw our attention. But its the little things that really light us up.

Excellence in art is largely the result of attention to minutiae, and–prayer.

Sometimes it’s the people who have the most baggage that become the most attentive and committed partners.

Scarcity of self value cannot be remedied by money, recognition, affection, attention or influence.

There is nothing else for you to do but to truly love and nourish the emotionally and spiritually starved parts of you that are crying out for your attention. Are you loving all of yourself?

And when I walk alone, I speak in deaf tones. I’m screaming and no one knows, no one knows. No one pays attention to where the sound goes.

If I have done anything in life worth attention, I feel sure that I inherited the disposition from my mother.

Pay attention to the beauty surrounding you.