I don't think that you can fake warmth. You can fake lust jealousy anger those are all quite easy. But actual genuine warmth? I don't think you can fake it.
What I needed most was to love and to be loved eager to be caught. Happily I wrapped those painful bonds around me and sure enough I would be lashed with the red-hot pokers or jealousy by suspicions and fear by burst of anger and quarrels.
Anger and jealousy can no more bear to lose sight of their objects than love.
It's amazing the clarity that comes with psychotic jealousy.
Jealousy is no more than feeling alone against smiling enemies.
I feel like a lot of the female relationships I see on TV or in movies are in some way free of the kind of jealousy and anxiety and posturing that has been such a huge part of my female friendships which I hope lessens a little bit with age.
The only time I think about life beyond F1 is when I contemplate becoming a dad. But there's no way that's going to happen while I'm still racing. To be successful in F1 you need to be very selfish in lots of ways and you're away from home for long periods. That's not the kind of father I want to be.