I was 20 years old and felt I had a lot to offer, even to myself.

My parents were involved in everything I did. They were showbiz people themselves. My dad was an actor. They were parents; they did what parents are supposed to do.

A lot of times people's main motives and plan in life is to hurt as many people as they can, but I think there's enough good people that help make the world a good place.

I've been in this business my whole life. I'm pretty bulletproof as far as being hurt.

You just have to have the guidance to lead you in the direction until you can do it yourself.

I definitely have a family. I have a boyfriend who has kids, and we do normal things every day, like get up and go to school. Eat breakfast, lunch and dinner.

There's a constant flow of child actors. It's kind of funny to watch the new crew come through. I think, You poor little things. You're going to have to struggle for a long time.

You have to laugh, you have to be able to take criticism.

I have no complaints with the whole childhood acting thing, because I wanted to do it.

Everyone has a childhood, everyone had awkward years and weird stages. Mine were broadcast for eight years.

A lot of people recognize me or feel that they know me. A lot of times when I speak, they recognize my voice. It's fun, it's exciting. It's always good feedback.

It sounds like love just sort of happens, whether you want it to or not, whether you’re married or not.

Patience is learning to take a deep breath while you’re exhaling

Wrong partners cost much more money than bad financial investments.

The way to write a book is to actually write a book. A pen is useful, typing is also good. Keep putting words on the page.

A secret talent or hobby Hmm I weirdly collect shot glasses.

Words can only hurt you if you try to read them. Don't play their game!

Sometimes the longest journey we make is the sixteen inches from our heads to our hearts.

This is illegal. If you don't let me out, you'll be arrested. I swear you will. You'll go to prison and be forced to have intimate relations with a man named Butch. Let. Me. Out.

There is a wonderful Hungarian literature, especially in lyric poetry.

Walk to the well. Turn as the earth and the moon turn, circling what they love. Whatever circles comes from the center.