In Wales, it's eight different weathers in a day.

I don't know how you get dressed if you live in Wales, because it's pouring rain and then it's hot sunshine, and then it might hail. It's just so confusing.

I was never the girl who walked down the centre of the hallway snapping people out of her way.

In Texas it's always hot, dry, sunny, not a cloud in the sky.

There's no changing your mind about whom you love. That's part of the tough thing about being in love - it's sort of undeniable.

It takes a lot of guts to get up on top of a bar and dance.

I was bookish and dorky in high school, so the best part of this movie was getting to be on the other side.

She tries to get a waitressing job for a while - I mean, she's looking for a while before she finds Coyote Ugly - and it's hard to get a waitressing job in the city.

Well, love is confusing at all ages, but especially when you're 17.

I think that you love who you love, and there are people who you love that people aren't going to understand why, and that sort of doesn't really matter.

I had just done what she does in the story just about a year earlier - I moved from New Jersey and came to New York and was working at a bar, and you know, trying to make it.

Being alone is much better than being around negative people out of loneliness or desperation.

People who have a conservative viewpoint both religiously and politically and they fear that the world is going to be thrown into perpetual communism.

Girls. You never know what they're going to think.

It was good to learn so early. They're not going to be kind to you. You have to do it and get on, and then gulp down and get better.

Don't give in! Make your own trail. Don't moan. Don't complain. Think positively.

I read very, very little fiction as a kid. All the books I can remember are junior science books.

The bearers of fables are very welcome.

You can remember, a single deluge only, but there were many previous ones.

Wearing a pair of yellow shoes does not make you an interesting person, that is of course unless you've just murdered someone in them.

There is no comment on pictures but pictures, on music but music, on poems but poetry. If you do, you do. If you don't, you don't. And that's all there is to that.