It's okay for someone to chase me and then try to cut me off so I ram my car into a tree . . . I mean, I know this guy was trying to do his job, but his "job" almost landed me half-dead.

Everyone has highs and lows that they have to learn from, but every morning I start off with a good head on my shoulders, saying to myself, 'It's going to be a good day!'.

I don't know if I am cut out to playing a bad character or not - I really should give it a shot. I would like to play the voice of a baddie, but that's really just a cop-out!

I just love fashion. I think it just expresses who you are so much.

I'm not that girl from Freaky Friday any more! I'm a real adult. In fact, I hate children! I hate them all!

During the past five years, I've learned that time flies faster than you think, and because you only live once you have to learn from your mistakes, live your dreams and be accountable.

My motto is: Live every day to the fullest - in moderation.

I live without regrets. There are certain things I have done, mistakes that I made, that I would change, but I don't regret them at all, because I've learnt from them.

My brother Cody is 19. He wants to stay out of the limelight and become a lawyer. I want him to be an entertainment lawyer, so he can help me out!

I say too much sometimes, but I'm honest, that's the important thing.

I love my red hair. It makes me spunkier.

You never can change the reality without changing the perception.

Ernest chose to go, she finally thinks, watching the fire turn the papers black. He loved her but he could not live anymore.

I still can't believe I won the Olympics. That's what I feel right now - completely alive as a human being. It's a really beautiful moment.

The picture itself is a document. How do you mean? We're looking at a document. It gives you clues.

Hush! With sudden gush As from a fountain sings in yonder bush The Hermit Thrush.

I'd done some acting stuff when I was younger, around age nine.

The God that can be named is not God.

Thinkers are not a welcome addition to most social situations.

I think the clearest manifestation for anyone who doubts that racism and classism exist in America, all one need do is take a real serious objective look at our criminal justice system.

Folklore is the boiled-down juice, or pot-likker, of human living.