I would say at the moment the only person who could have played me this past year would have to be Angelina Jolie.

Cyndi Lauper was hilarious and generous, someone I'd loved from childhood who didn't disappoint.

I still believe that you truly find yourself not in travel, but in other human souls.

It's as if he can no longer acknowledge the love he felt or the pain I am in. I have been dismissed. I don't think I was smarter or as beautiful as the other girls he did this to. It's just that I was me. It was all I had.

Someone asked me the other day, "Oh your story is like Cameron Crowe's, he has the same thing of having been a teenage journalist," but he was a guy and you just add gender into the mix, it's a 16-year-old girl with adults and rock stars, and it's tough.

I think a neurotic learns from their mistakes. A psychotic does not.

I think it's sort of the hypothetical point where communism and fascism meet. They love tragedy, and they love surface beauty. You just watch it play out over and over in the media. It was the English edition of Glamour who were looking for stories of Iraqi war widows, but specified that they had to be attractive.