I can't just react on the strength of an email and three pages of synopsis, and say I'm going to take off for three months of my life.

My parents sent me to Montreal because I kept getting kicked out of school in France.

If I have one thing perfect, it's my eyebrows. And my feet. I love my feet. They're like Japanese feet. The rest I would like to hide. Especially my freckles. I feel ridiculous.

My looks haven't prevented me from playing prostitutes or people broken by life. But when they need a token blonde with big breasts, that's OK, too. It's part of the game.

There is a phrase in French, which means 'to miss.' To pass by. To not be able to stop. You love someone and someone loves you, but it just can't work for different reasons.

The body is an actor's tool, like the face, malleable. I never thought that being naked was immoral or outrageous.

Sometimes you feel more naked when you're totally dressed than the other way around.