There's not a woman in the world who hasn't felt self-conscious about something! We as women all experience it but we never talk about it.

It took a while to grow the confidence to say, 'This is who I am, take it or leave it.'

Every sweet, humble young model is only one campaign away from becoming a fashion monster.

I know what I want, I know where I'm going and I'm happy with what I am.

I know every girl has her own form of beauty, its just a matter of discovering it and celebrating it.

I never plan tomorrow because I don’t even know what I’m doing today.

Girls need to know that we are all unique and that we should all celebrate our unique beauty because it comes in all different shapes and sizes.

Being able to talk about your body openly is such an empowering thing.

From a young age, my parents always told me and my sister how important it was as a girl to be more than just a pretty face and I think we've carried that message through out our lives.

I strongly believe every model has a right to set rules for how she is portrayed and for me these rules were clearly circumvented.

How can any person justify an aesthetic that reduces a woman or child to an emaciated skeleton? Is it art? Surely fashion's aesthetic should enhance and beautify the human form, not destroy it.

In the end, The treasure of life is missed by those who hold on and gained by those who let go.

The one who is doing his work and getting satisfaction from it is not the one the poverty is hard on.

The real adventure is the reality of Life.

Even in my stand-up, there's a lot more positivity and enthusiasm rather than negative, I-hate-everything vibes.

Oh, I wish I was young again when everything seemed so wonderful!

The greatest good we can do in helping others become what they can become will be to lead them to the Savior.

History repeats itself.

What I imagined doesn't require anti-gravity beams or anything too spectacular, just advances in analysing different genes, finding out what they can do and recombining them.

You can make a stack high enough to reach the moon and back, and only then will you have used your 100 billion hamburgers. This is terrifying news to cows.

That's the terrible thing about growing up. You lose friends. It's inevitable. It's not like it's a surprise. But it is terrible.