When they [breasts] are huge, you become very self-conscious...I've learned something though, through my years of pondering and pontificating, and that is: men love them, and I love that.

I have no internet savvy whatsoever, but I love researching things. The Internet is my library... beyond that, I'm completely intimidated by it.

I love romance. I'm a sucker for it. I love it so much. It's pathetic.

Girls want to be with guys who have a sense of humor-it makes them far more attractive to us.

There's something liberating about not pretending. Dare to embarrass yourself. Risk.

Sometimes you come to a point where there's nothing more you can do. You love and respect each other, but it's not working. So you amicably decide to part. I don't know what the future holds: a lot of people get back together after they break up.

I don't have a long, drawn-out Joan Crawford beauty routine. I'm not like, "Yes, I wake up and first I put ice on my face." I do it in a taxi on my way to a meeting. Traveling is my makeup routine. I do it in a car ride, and I'm that asshole on the road who's doing her mascara in the mirror.