When you love something, you get to know it. Then you feel the ownership and if it changes, you only love it as far as you know it because then you're like, "What is this?"

Beauty is more than just shining for others. You don’t need to have the perfect face to be beautiful. Being ugly or beautiful is a matter of energy, and true beauty comes from the heart.

I've always had an aversion to looking sexy, but I've grown out of it.

I am quite shy and people think I'm aloof.

Nobody lived my life. Nobody cried my tears. So don't judge me.

This wasn't a choice between you and Jacob. It was a choice between who I am and who I should be.

Hate me for who I am, I don't care. At least I'm not pretending to be someone I'm not.

I think what I've come to now is, that fear is good; it's what life is about. You need to be afraid because fear gives you the strength to carry on important tasks.

If you follow your heart, you're never going to regret anything, even if you completely mess up constantly.

The strangest part about being famous is you don't get to give first impressions anymore. Everyone already has an impression of you before you meet them.

It's okay,' you know? It's okay to be you. It's okay to just not be okay. It's okay to not be okay.

All I've ever wanted was a place to belong, and someone to belong to.

... the sort of smiles used at weddings, turned on very carefully to half pressure to prevent them wearing out.

Nothing perhaps has so retarded the reception of the higher conclusions of Geology among men in general, as ... [the] instinctive parsimony of the human mind in matters where time is concerned.

Here's my problem. On Valentine's Day the flowers are wilting and so am I.

You cannot and should not try to please everyone. Make sure that the right people like you, and it will be expected that others will not. That's how the world works.

If I felt we had alienated the Unionists, it would worry me because we've spent a great deal of time trying to open up discussion and dialogue with the Unionist Parties.

Our molting season, like that of the fouls, must be a crisis in our lives.

You don't really drive in cabs in L.A. unless you're broke or homeless - or if you're broke and driving the cab.

Farewell's a bitter word to say.

We should not live one more day ignoring the sh** that suffocates and strangles US keeping US imprisoned in our own communities.