I'm so glad I'm not 20 years old anymore. I was in a hurricane. I'm a lot calmer now. I don't cause destruction for myself and others everywhere I go.

Any obsession is dangerous.

I certainly hope I'm not still answering child-star questions by the time I reach menopause.

I like the way my own feet smell. I love to smell my sneakers when I take them off.

We might all be so afraid to be who we are, but in the end, it's really you're individual, unique qualities that make you attractive to people.

Real tears are not those that fall from the eyes and cover the face, but those that fall from the heart and cover the soul.

Remember who you are. It's really okay to be who you are.

People feel like they have to live up to being perfect or have a perfect life or be perfectly happy, and it just makes them more unhappy.

I was a big sci-fi fantasy geek when I was younger... secretly, in my room.

I just want to be married, or just engaged. Basically, I just want a ring. And the tax break.

I don't know who Peter Lorre is. Pathetic, right? It shows you how completely gross and uncultured my generation is.

I want to be the best player to ever play this game.

Personality is a real aphrodisiac, when somebody is charming or funny. I think certain jobs attract certain types of people.

You need Power, only when you want to do something harmful otherwise Love is enough to get everything done.

There is a way to reach enlightenment and get beyond suffering.

My philosophy is "Where is it written that at 40 you give up all your toys?" If I'm still having a great time doing something, I'm going to keep on doing it.

Never try a shot you haven't practised.

Criminals are dumb as stumps. If they were smart they could go be investment bankers. Or judges.

I've got numbers in my head that I'd like to keep to myself. If I get them or pass them, only I will know.

We are still struggling with people who don't feel comfortable going into museums. As a visual artist I ask how artists can be part of enacting a change.

You have her father's love, Demetrius; Let me have Hermia's: do you marry him!