The biographies are very enlightening because you realise, "Oh my God, all these people I’ve admired - and tried to emulate even - when I was younger died tragically from substance abuse.

I'm a modern woman in the sense of I take care of myself, I'm fiercely independent, and I'm really ambitious. Yet I have these old-school thoughts in my mind.

I make conscious decisions to stay out of the limelight. Without my make-up I'm pretty much the girl next door.

I love a loose-fitting skirt with a cinched waist. A feminine silhouette is a no-stress zone - it's comfortable and I don't have to worry about wardrobe malfunctions!

Anchorman' is my favorite movie of all time and Ron Burgundy is one of my favorite characters of all time. It's my 'Gone With the Wind.

We shouldn't dwell on what is 'perfect.' We should celebrate our uniqueness.

If you took me to Coachella for our first date, it would probably be a done deal. It would be a sure thing.

I love having a man in my life, and being his woman at the end of the day. I know it's a dichotomy.

I try not to go crazy, but yes, I pay attention to what I eat

I'm very comfortable with myself and my sexuality, but it doesn't define me. I also read books believe it or not.

There's something very romantic to me about people who persevere, and who get told "no, no, no" on a daily basis, and still do it anyway.

And as we watched, the Tsar of Death lifted up his eyelids like skirts and began to dance in the streets of Leningrad.

A society should never become like a pond with stagnant water, without movement. That's the most important thing.

I doubted myself for a long time... I'm comfortable not using my vision. I weave around my problems.

I think being a little nuts is helpful.

I think that testosterone is a rare poison.

Some were beggars, some were kings, and some were masters of the arts. But in their shame they're all the same, these men with broken hearts.

All those words of praise they use for novels - spare, economical. Why should I shell out £17 for economical?

Generous gestures yield the most when that isn't their purpose.

A woman who'd lost her first son consoled us with an angel gone ahead to pray for our family-- gone into that sky seeking oxygen, gone into autopsy

And what is it, according to Plato, that philosophy is supposed to do? Nothing less than to render violence to our sense of ourselves and our world, our sense of ourselves in the world.