I think life is meant to be fun. You find work that you love and you surround yourself with people that you love. Life shouldn't be too difficult.

I'm on my own now. I have my own apartment.

I just feel like I haven't grown up yet. I live on my own and I do grown-up things, but there is something about me that is very youthful.

I've always thought that I've been strong in what I believe in. Not that I know what I believe for absolutely everything, but the things that I do believe, it's very black and white, and yes and no.

It's rough being a teenager in this day and age.

You can't be crazy and wild when you're on work time. But, I like it, in that sense I think it makes you a better person for having matured at a younger age.

Until I figure out what I'm going to do when I grow up, I'm not going to be grown up.

I'm all about what happens organically. If something happens, it was meant to happen.

I've always loved subtle acting, and that's what I got to do.

I'm at a weird spot because I look so young and I feel young, but I'm not young.

Some people live, eat and breathe art, and they love acting and filmmaking. I've got other loves. I love animals. I love teaching. I love kids. That's always something in the back of my mind.

Ali ipak uz mene se može, mada je neobično, Sa mnom je opasno hteti, ja nikad ne odustajem.

Any day stands equal to the rest.

What I've learned the more time I've spent following Jesus is that God delights in answering our impossible prayers.

A novel according to my taste, does not come into the moderately good class unless it contains some person whom one can thoroughly love - and if a pretty woman, all the better.

Just as Leonardo da Vinci studied human anatomy and dissected corpses, so I try to dissect souls.

Walking my dogs twice a day provides me with an opening and closing of my day, and I've learned to use those walks for a walking meditation.

I teach a course in screenwriting at Columbia, but I've never taken a course and I've never read a book about it!

Every time I mention her, Magnus says, "Are you two getting along?" in raised, hopeful tones, like we're endangered pandas who need to make a baby.

Painting is a kind of call and response. During the act of painting one is listening, paying attention to a self, a voice simultaneously recognizable and foreign.

Immortal Spenser, no frailty hath thy fame but the imputation of this idiot's friendship!