“I can’t really cook, but the first dish I ever made was for my girlfriend, Eleanor. I made chicken breast wrapped in ham, homemade mashed potatoes, and gravy.”

I’m gay. It’s pretty unfortunate.

There’s nothing that annoys me more than people being horrible to my mates.

I like someone who doesn’t take life too seriously. I hate people who are a bit uptight.

I can make your tears fall down like the showers that are British.

To be honest, I don’t think I’m the best role model in the world. I’m pretty immature sometimes.

Live life for the moment, because everything else is uncertain.

Fans always tell me I’m beautiful, but no one will ever be as beautiful as them

And remember people: you might not be plastic, but you are fantastic!

If you wanna go somewhere, you can do; nothing is stopping you.

One time, Niall sat on the floor for hours trying to find a way of putting his M&M’s in alphabetical order.

Those sound like the three best answers I’ve ever heard on this show even though it’s the first ever of this show!

It’s incredible to have people show their support when your doing something you love.

I’m not great with money. I’d go crazy if I were left to my own devices. My mum and girlfriend sort it out. I’m not driven by it, but I love to be generous.

Even if there’s a tiny tiny chance, isn’t that worth going for it?

My ideas for the future? To take over the world.

When you’re in love you’ll do anything, I’d go to the end of the world.

I still love football, though, and I think cooking is like football. It’s not a job, it’s a passion. When you become good at it, it’s a dream job and financially you need never to worry. Ever.

I hid myself in food.

I remember envying the boys long before I even knew the word feminism, because I liked shop better than cooking or sewing.

Sometimes when I’m faced with an atheist, I am tempted to invite him to the greatest gourmet dinner that one could ever serve, and when we have finished eating that magnificent dinner, to ask him if he believes there’s a cook.

Sometimes when I’m faced with an atheist, I am tempted to invite him to the greatest gourmet dinner that one could ever serve, and when we have finished eating that magnificent dinner, to ask him if he believes there’s a cook.

I do not understand why, when I ask for grilled lobster in a restaurant, I’m never served a cooked telephone.

The path of least resistance leads to crooked rivers and crooked men.

There is one thing more exasperating than a wife who can cook and won’t, and that’s a wife who can’t cook and will.