I would never wear fur.

I lived in Lancaster, Pennsylvania, until eighth grade, and then my high-school years were in Rochester, New York.

If you're creating anything at all, it's really dangerous to care about what people think.

It sounds so cheesy, but there's something very powerful about looking in the mirror and asking yourself a question. Because I think it's really hard to lie.

When you go out of your comfort zone and it works there's nothing more satisfying.

With improv, it's a combination of listening and not trying to be funny.

I don't know about the romantic comedy route, although never say never.

The weddings that I've been in have been pretty mellow.

Maybe studios don't want to see women acting in a way that isn't womanly. Maybe people don't.

I can relate to having those people in your life that you feel are moving on to this great, big, normal life and you're like, 'What's wrong with me?'

I think no matter what kind of life you have, whether it looks one way to people or another way, you always have moments when you imagine a different life.

The whole point of international terrorism is to shock the world with the most horrific spectacle imaginable.

No matter how difficult and painful it may be, nothing sounds as good to the soul as the truth.

People lament that there's no roles being written for South Asian or Muslim characters. But their parents don't want their children to go into the entertainment field. You don't get it both ways.

Sending a message on a mobile phone is not the most natural of ways to communicate. The keypad isn't linguistically sensible.

The fact is that Iran doesn't want to see the Taliban come back any more than do most Afghan citizens.

[The dancing] was a challenge. It was fun, though. I was nervous, at first, because I danced so long ago that it was weird picking it back up.

You know what? I'm not going to beat myself up. I did the best I can do, and so I'm going to believe that - I'm going to believe good things about myself.

Falling in love with you in the Summer Garden in the white nights in Leningrad is the moment that propels me through life.

There's a man upon that ledge, he's only cleaning windows. What a shame for the pain we're missing. Gonna lean back on my wall and pray for him to fall.

Dangerous is wrath concealed. Hatred proclaimed doth lose its chance of wreaking vengeance.