My dad has totally taken my Cat Stevens T-shirt, but it's OK; I have his Black Flag one, and that's amazing.

Beauty is when you can appreciate yourself. When you love yourself, that's when you're most beautiful.

I live in Brooklyn, in Williamsburg, so I just like to wander around. Williamsburg's such a cool little neighborhood community spot.

I'm happy to just sit in a cafe and watch people. It's my favorite thing to do, for sure.

Be confident, and just do it. It's all about not questioning what everyone else is thinking, since they're probably looking to others to know what is or isn't cool.

Im a total weirdo and have often felt like an outcast and a freak, and I love that. It makes things so much more exciting.

I'm pretty much a thrift shop gal. Flea markets on Sundays.

Turquoise is my birthstone; Im a Sagittarius.

I see the human in everyone and everything. No one is more important than anyone else; I still hang out with my high school friends.

When you're making an independent film and you care about it so much you do all the prep work beforehand.

That's my approach to makeup in general, highlight something, what you love about yourself, but don't cover anything up, or distract from what you actually look like.

The forms of manners which should be scrupulously observed are, invariably, those which contribute to the comfort, or dignity of others.

Logan lowers his head close to mine. 'Just know this, Ivy Calhhoun, ' he begins. 'If I werena a ghost I would open all door for you, properly.

As far as U.S. tennis, we need new stars coming up in the pipeline, but I don't know if we have it.

We are more inclined to hate one another for points on which we differ, than to love one another for points on which we agree.

Because I am an inhuman monster, I tend to be logical.

There is a communication of more than our bodies when bread is broken and wine is drunk. And that is my answer when people ask me: Why do you write about hunger, and not wars or love.

I was second in line of defence, behind Myrna Loy.

My father and mother in 1817 were forty-nine days on the road with their emigrant wagons [from Vermont] to Ohio. More than two days for each hour that I spent in the same journey.

Every work of art is an uncommitted crime.

The great sadness of my life is that I never achieved the hour newscast, which would not have been twice as good as the half-hour newscast, but many times as good.