One way of reading my life is that I have been in constant search for a father. — Christine Keeler Copy Share Image
We knew we were talking about spies. I knew he knew I knew. I was digging my own grave. — Christine Keeler Copy Share Image
No one else knows the whole story. I was there. I lived through it. — Christine Keeler Copy Share Image
I went out every single night so I was never alone with my stepfather. At 12, I stopped going on holiday with them. The… — Christine Keeler Copy Share Image
All that Swinging Sixties. It didn’t do anyone any good, did it? Easy sex and the Pill. Marriages were ruined. I never did approve.… — Christine Keeler Copy Share Image
The fathers, if they got me alone, would try to kiss and fondle me. I hated it. — Christine Keeler Copy Share Image
They came and bound me up and I had awful stretch marks. I hated my breasts after that. — Christine Keeler Copy Share Image
As a little girl I used to daydream about my real father coming on a white horse to rescue me. — Christine Keeler Copy Share Image
I have always been free with my love - it is my nature. I am easily captivated by men and they have always been… — Christine Keeler Copy Share Image
Bill Astor knew these papers were missing. Stephen showed his hand in October. — Christine Keeler Copy Share Image
I never found anyone who was good enough, who I could trust enough. — Christine Keeler Copy Share Image
