Beyond my desire to boycott the torture factories, I am also way happier when I eat a plant-based diet, and I feel about a thousand times more energetic.

Once I took a bus from my home in Maryland to Philadelphia to live on the streets with some musicians for a few weeks, and then my parents sent me to boarding school at Andover to shape me up.

Believe it or not, I'm a big fan of patchouli oil. I know it's not a universally liked fragrance. I usually combine it with other essential oils - I have many mixtures I like.

I think it's very healthy to spend time alone. You need to know how to be alone and not be defined by another person.

We fall in love with one version of someone and we expect them to stay that way, but they never do.

I'm a natural blonde, but I feel like a brunette.

In a thousand years, archeologists will dig up tanning beds and think we fried people as punishment.

I'm a natural blonde, but I feel like a brunette. I feel like people treat me now how I should be treated. People used to be shocked, when I was blond, that I wasn't stupid.

Enjoy the pregnancy, not racing ahead and relishing the moment. I think people see pregnancy as something to get over with, but every stage of becoming a mother is really special.

I am so saddened and grossed out by young women who look like creepy, old aliens because of their new Barbie noses and lips. Is that a smile or a grimace?

We need to remind ourselves of the beauty of human connection and of nature and pull ourselves out of devices for a moment and appreciate what it is just to be human beings.

The greatest learner in the world is one who can entertain perspective and then drop it.

I've always thought of writing as sort of active communication.

YOU YOU YOU your eyes, thick as a high school scrapbook crackling and yellow, curling at the edges a book of myths in which i do not appear.

Theatre has no national identity. It is something for the world, whether it is Irish, English, or French.

When enough people agree on something, I'd be an idiot, if I didn't listen.

Scallops are expensive, so they should be treated with some class. But then, I suppose that every creature that gives his life for our table should be treated with class.

Indeed I had not much wit, yet I was not an idiot - my wit was according to my years.

The surroundings householders crave are glorified autobiographies ghost-written by willing architects and interior designers who, like their clients, want to show off.

I think President's candidates need shock collars or something.

War and Niagara thunder to a music of their own.