The movies I made early on may not have been great, but they were all commercially successful.

Any obsession is dangerous.

I certainly hope I'm not still answering child-star questions by the time I reach menopause.

I like the way my own feet smell. I love to smell my sneakers when I take them off.

We might all be so afraid to be who we are, but in the end, it's really you're individual, unique qualities that make you attractive to people.

Real tears are not those that fall from the eyes and cover the face, but those that fall from the heart and cover the soul.

Remember who you are. It's really okay to be who you are.

People feel like they have to live up to being perfect or have a perfect life or be perfectly happy, and it just makes them more unhappy.

I was a big sci-fi fantasy geek when I was younger... secretly, in my room.

I just want to be married, or just engaged. Basically, I just want a ring. And the tax break.

I don't know who Peter Lorre is. Pathetic, right? It shows you how completely gross and uncultured my generation is.

The very essence of your true self is the ability to recognize what you think is not always what you may feel.The heart is the slave~bns

A realist, in Venice, would become a romantic by mere faithfulness to what he saw before him.

I have enjoyed writing songs for so long... it felt like in order to make music that I could relate to myself, I would have to be a part of the writing process.

I guess in life I find people who, at first glance, appear to be very typical or average, whatever that means, and then turn out to have hidden qualities.

The shamanic realm is to get you out of the word set. For skeptics, that's impossible, and they just can't see that and it just makes no sense.

A politician thinks of the next election. A statesman, of the next generation.

The sounds of anger are not melodic.

I wish I could manage to be glad! Only I never can remember the rule. You must be very happy, living in this wood, and being glad whenever you like!

In the digital economy, everything is archived, catalogued, readily available, and yet nothing really endures.

We are masters of the unsaid words, but slaves of those we let slip out.