I do quite naughty things now. I do like to be a bit sexy.
I get sensationalism, I get gossip, I understand that. If I'm at the dentist, I'll flip through those magazines as well. But it's especially annoying when it's something that is too much.
I have had a holiday, and I'd like to take it up professionally.
There's no shortcut to learning a craft; you just have to put the years in.
I'm just a natural flirt, but I don't see it in a sexual way. A lot of the time I'm like an overexcited puppy.
You need a lot of luck to find people with whom you want to spend the rest of your life. Some people manage to find their soul mate. Others don't. I think love is like a lottery.
I love to have a bath with beautiful, relaxing music on and have no rush to do anything. It's a wonderful indulgence, and it helps me to calm down and stop my mind running overtime.
Gay icons usually have some tragedy in their lives, but I've only had tragic haircuts and outfits.
I've been accustomed to being famous and having a certain level of attention for 14 years, but in the last few months, it's changed. It's like on the arcade game, I've gone up to the next level.
I'm a very proud Australian, always bragging about our country wherever I am in the world.
I am really not looking further than my next trip. I'm enjoying being in the moment.
The Sun in London ran a front page declaring my bum a national treasure. I really did laugh at that. Its not like it can actually do anything, except wiggle.
I used to be able to do the Chinese splits, where you open your legs sideways.
I'm sure that love exists, even infinite, eternal love.
I have always had a separate walk-in wardrobe, so I have the luxury of a fairly sparse bedroom.
I know there will be X amount of women being diagnosed. I love to say, You can get through it. You can.
I think I'm being friendly with someone and I'll sit in their lap. They think I'm flirting with them.
I wrote lyrics that were intensely personal to me a few years ago. Maybe people know me better now.
This is such a special summer holiday for me. I haven't known myself so relaxed in years.
When I was eight, my pals and I went up to my bedroom, put on our party frocks and mimed to ABBA records using broom handles as microphones.