I keep re-watching Friends. It's so dumb. There's so much good TV and I'm really into all of it.

I want to push myself to be brave and out of my comfort zone, but I guess I stay in my comfort zone knowing I have my family close by.

I'm strong and I can do things that scare me. I can drive in the snow even though it terrifies me. I'm doing it all alone, I don't have a boyfriend, it was like, "I can do this."

For a long time I wanted to be special and to stick out amongst the crowd. Something I yearn for now is to be one of many.

The more you get into conversations with people, you find out they've been brainwashed by the news and they don't actually know any better.

I don't want to get into an argument at the bar with some old racist homophobic person.

Iowans are super talkative, like me. I'm very talkative. I'm very curious about strangers.

[My ideal] is being able to be outdoors, have a labor intensive life, and then have this other life, where I hop on a plane and go sing to people in Norway.

Whether I'm a hero or a zero doesn't really matter. It's all perception.

I'm very much a homebody so once I have my home set up how I want it, that's my zen, my comfy little nest where I drink my wine and watch my Netflix.

I'm really close to my family. As I get older, it's like they're the only people I really talk to.

It was all bad, very bad. And the worst of it was not that they had ceased waiting, but that they had ceased to have faith.

Rose is like a woman love

Be different, stand out, and work your butt off.

I don't find it a struggle to maintain a healthy diet now as my palate has changed. I don't crave rich food.

So is it over is this really it You've given up so easily I thought you loved me more than this

The woman who too easily and ardently yielded her devotion will find that its vitality, like a bright fire, soon consumes itself.

I remember when I was 11, I did some Kung-fu demonstrations in Hong Kong in 1974.

I read books like mad, but I am careful to to let anything I read influence me.

Looking backward always presents an overdetermined depiction of fate; by this perspective we leave out of focus the possibilities of action which existed at the time.

Fishing, by its very nature, nourishes the imagination, feeding it with a potent fuel of hope and desire.