The thing is, my appearance – that’s never been my moneymaker. I’m fine being small. I’m fine being all the things I am. And I’m happy I’m not supposed to be on the 50 Most Beautiful list all the time, because that would be super f**king stressful.

I shouldn't leave the house or interact with people ever.

It's cute how I used to think this 'barely holding it together' feeling was temporary.

There have definitely been more than a few moments in my life where I'm wondering where the next paycheck will come from and how I'm gonna pay rent.

Nobody pulls a prank like George Clooney.

I feel like if it's not scaring you, you're doing it wrong.

I'm so humble it's crazy. I'm like the Kanye West of humility.