The hardest part about moving from nice California weather was the freezing cold New York.

Lunch is like, my first real meal of the day. I cannot eat anything in the morning, my body...I can only eat about two hours after I wake up.

I don't wear orange or yellow on the red carpet because my skin kind of blends in with them.

I want to do a jean line for boys and girls that are sometimes too skinny to fit into jeans, or sometimes a little bit too husky to fit into some jeans.

I'm not like a religious exerciser. My parents go down to the gym everyday now, and I'm the one that stays upstairs. But I definitely need to start exercising.

I want to do the reverse of what people would think.

I don't eat breakfast. I know it's the most important meal of the day but my body doesn't respond to it well.

My friends actually found a fansite of mine, and they all registered to be in it.

I'm really into jeans. It's kind of more for comfort...So, like, comfort and oversized are really in for me.

I want to do drama - no one really sees that. People just think I'm the funny guy and I can't do anything else, and that's just not true.

I never ever played the lead role in a play, except at school. I guess the industry that we're in, boys that look like me don't get the lead role.

One day you'll be like me" is a waste to say. Instead you should "Someday you'll be better than me.

Tis torture, and not mercy. Heaven is here Where Juliet lives, and every cat and dog And little mouse, every unworthy thing, Live here in heaven and may look on her, But Romeo may not.

What is the essence of having a brain if you cannot question the things you hear or see?

Often our thoughts, choices and actions are not aligned to reach our desired goals and we prefer to call it destiny.

The value of a prototype is in the education it gives you, not in the code itself.

With maturity comes the wish to economize - to be more simple. Maturity is the period when one finds the just measure.

Everything is instincts when returning kicks.

If you're going to wear three hats, you'd better grow two more heads.

Obedient to constraint, I was compelled to submit

his thumbs ran over my cheeks. Our foreheads touched. My dreamscape scorched. He set fire to the poppies