Every man worthy of loving you won't make you change yourself.

I would never want the responsibility of being the prettiest girl on screen; it's too much.

Love is the only unifier in the world. We've all felt exactly the same way. It'll make you crazy and it'll make you ecstatic and that's true for everyone.

Just in general, no matter what you're doing, be true to yourself. Never let anyone else dictate how you live your life.

Look, nobody is ever exactly the same as anybody else. You're handed the cards you are for a particular reason, so you follow that path and see where it takes you.

You have to be the nice one!

I hate my jaw. I don't know if it's my dad's - I think I'm more like my mother, my littlest sister looks exactly like my dad and my middle sister is a mixture of the two.

I've borrowed tons of jewelry. Most people [in Hollywood] do. But it's your responsibility to keep track of it.

It's amazing as women how many excuses we make when a guy doesn't call or text. It's unbelievable.

I'm obsessed with smells even more than makeup.

I feel like I have an inner drag queen. Or rather, I feel like I was a drag queen in a past life.

But if I hadn't fallen, I wouldn't have met you.

The best thing about this journey is I know I have it in me to keep going. Battle-tested, you know? Now, my heart laughs at the word 'quit'.

He took a deep breath. "I'm a dragon, Samantha." "Oh, my God." His lips twitched. "Even when I look like a man." "A dragon, " she repeated. "Yes.

Thought can organize the world so well that you are no longer able to see it.

I know you love me. The question is, how much?

History is not history unless it is the truth.

When I was just five years old, I loved the scary layer and the symbolical power of the red cloak. I made my mom make me that red cloak, and I had to wear it on Halloween, two years in a row.

I have plumbed the depth of human cowardice and I realized that there is only one way to be right, and that is to be in power.

One thing I love is to do childrens hospital visits.

We all have our time machines, don't we. Those that take us back are memories...And those that carry us forward, are dreams.