I miss my Dad. My Dad loved cheesy monster movies, so we'd have Godzilla movie marathons. Those are some of my favorite memories, laughing at how the monster outfits were so bad, like black garbage bags for heads.

My parents told us how they felt but never imposed their beliefs on us, although I appreciate I got a healthy sense of democracy from them.

I definitely have managed to overcome dyslexia now to become a fully functional human being but things were a lot more difficult when I was younger.

The way this whole novel thing came together was, I sold them one bill of goods and then didn't communicate very well. I am like Captain Run-on Sentence.

Everybody can adore you because you're on television, but at the end of the day, when you're no longer on TV, who's still there? It's family.

I have a CBE, and I accepted it with glee because it's not bestowed on you by the royal family; it's not bestowed on you by the government; you have to be nominated by the public.

The human race will then become one family, and the world will be the dwelling of Rational Men.

Let us remember we are all part of one American family. We are united in common values, and that includes belief in equality under the law, basic respect for public order, and the right of peaceful protest.