“Life’s too short to bullshit.”

I don’t get depressed. When I feel an attack, I withdraw. I disappear, I replenish, and then I come back.

The chocolate and crisps come in at times. You have to allow the little things that make you happy. I’m not extreme about what I eat.

I work very hard and I’m worth every cent.

If I’m wearing a flower dress, why do I have to wear underwear?

My features are completely ethnic.

I was born in London and raised in Rome until I was 4. Then we went back to London, where I went to school.

I like to control everything, and you cannot control everything. You have to at some point say, ‘I let go and I’m going to let the cards fall where they fall; For a #‎ controlfreak , it’s hard.

[Castro is] a source of inspiration to the world.

I’m not going to wallow in self-pity and not live my life. There are always going to be some falls in life for everybody, no matter what career you have. You have to roll with the punches and keep going.

I cannot drink or do anything that changes the mind.

Children are our future we must take care of them with maximum effort.

I’m happy with the way I did my career, I wouldn’t change it in a million years. I got to do the real grafting and learning from real models when I was younger – how to open up a jacket, walk, and such.

In fact, I don’t read newspapers any longer.

In charity, every little bit works. You can’t change the world. You can’t do everything. But you sure try to bring awareness and do as much as you can.

I think it’s always good to learn a craft from scratch the real way, so that you’ve learned it from the basis, the raw bones, and then you have that to fall back on. I personally wouldn’t want it any other way.

I make a lot of money, but I don’t want to talk about that.

Today, she decided to sparkle. And so she did.

She blooms wild and burns bright.

She’s a beautiful wildness on fire.

A soft lover and a wild wanderer.

When I’m sad, she comes to me with a thousand smiles.

Life’s a game made for everyone, and love is the prize.

Every drop of her gin held a lost world of night sky dances.

The way she danced through life was poetry.