I'm a huge fan of the series of books by Cassandra Clare, The Mortal Instruments. I'm a fan myself, so to be cast as the lead heroine is completely incredible.

In the end when you accept yourself for who you are and you work with what you've got, you couldn't be more beautiful because you're confident and everyone notices.

To look into that persons eyes and find yourself so completely lost in another world, a world full of absolute comfort and happiness.

Life is only as meaningful as you fool yourself into thinking it is.

It truly is the power that you have deep within yourself that gives you the strength to pursue your dreams.

No matter what, I need to maintain my sense of self and always be true to who I am.

Think before you speak. Think before you judge. Think before you think you have a person all figured out.

There's this common perception that having a famous last name is all you need. A surname may get you a meeting, but if there's no talent you won't get the part.

Life works in mysterious ways but when you find your inner glow is back and shining brighter, you know it's right.

I really think everything happens for a reason.

It's really important to stand up for yourself and not always agree with what people say if indeed you don't feel that that's true

For the wages of sin is Death, but the gift of God is everlasting Life in Christ Jesus or LORD.

false swears are like sweet poison and cancer, its work slowly without acknowledgment but take the till end like cancer

The landscape is bathed in the honeyed light of morning. Sometimes the memory of winter comes again. And my days are colored reveries of you, my nights sensuous

Yoga allows you to rediscover a sense of wholeness in your life, where you do not feel like you are constantly trying to fit broken pieces together.

It's not often that the idea of continuing something for a potentially long period of time sounds exciting to me, because I really am a gypsy by nature.

I hate being away, but I understand that for me, that's where the work, the stories are.

Ambivalence is a wonderful tune to dance to. It has a rhythm all its own.

I got a fur shawl once. I was so disgusted! And I couldn't re-gift it. I don't know anyone who'd want fur.

That which oppresses me, is it my soul trying to come out in the open, or the soul of the world knocking at my heart for entrance?

We say that "to let woman drive a car is like to let monkey fly a plane".