As a kid, I spent every summer bent over a stack of books, obsessively writing detailed reports on each one.

I would never consent to a lame publicity stunt at a time when I already want to hide.

I spent a lot of time staring at the clock in school, so I have that kind of personality.

The public's appetite for frothy, flippant blondes has waned, but Paris Hilton still fascinates me.

He is the cheese to my macaroni.

I want Maggie Gyllenhaal. I don't know why. I don't think she necessarily looks like me or acts like me, I just think she's a cool actress and she could play me, so there you go.

I didn't even know how to talk to people, I didn't know how to talk to the press. I was just a jester. And I still feel that way. But, I mean, what haven't I learned? Everything that I know is new information because I was starting with nothing.