I don't think anyone honestly would hire me, so I don't think I have to worry but, if it was well written I would do it. I would do anything.

I do love my avocados, which are great for the skin. I eat pretty healthfully.

Mediocrity is underrated.

People have a problem with me being different, but that propels me forward in life.

I don't get tired of hearing that somebody liked my work.

It's good to feel stupid sometimes and do things that are out of your comfort zone.

The theater is who I am - it's where I feel the most inspired, the most at home, the most useful.

I certainly was never the pretty girl at school, but I can go to a lot of different places with this face.

I enjoy cooking and baking. Alicia Silverstone's vegan cookbook is awesome.

One person's crazy is another person's refreshing.

My mother is a beauty.

I am not what I think I am, and I am not what you think I am. I am what I think you think I am.

We know the human brain is a device to keep the ears from grating on one another.

The first thing they gave me at 'Sports Illustrated' was a first-class air card. 'And oh, by the way, there's the petty cash drawer, ' they told me. 'Take a few thousand dollars for expenses.'

... writing letters is thinking, just as talking to you is thinking.

What remains unchanged is the principle, which is that we do not launch wars without overwelming reasons, and overwhelming alliances, and without overwhelming force.

Christianity is usually called a religion. As a religion it has had a wider geographic spread and is more deeply rooted among more peoples than any other religion in the history of mankind.

You can say the nastiest things about yourself without offending anyone.

For me acting is pretending. It's illuminating my human struggle - trying to grow and have the courage to be filmed while figuring things out.

I believe in my God-given athletic ability and the coaches that have been blessed around me. I believe I can do the job as a quarterback in the NFL.

We are talking. It's a shame. What is said is murdered. Our words that will not grow any bigger or any lovelier will wilt inside our bones. Words wither feelings.