One night I'd had some beers, and then I Googled myself and spent the night in tears.

The horizon is an imaginary line that recedes as you approach it.

After spending time with the rescued turkeys at Farm Sanctuary's shelter and seeing how similar they are to my furry companion animals at home, I knew I needed to do everything in my power to protect these friendly and curious birds from the daily pain and suffering they endure on factory farms.

I will end up with someone in the arts. I am positive. I eat, breathe and sleep acting. And I'll end up with someone who is happy staying at home and having me cook supper. But I also really need to be intellectually challenged and stimulated. I want someone bookish, and someone who is passionate.

No matter how much love is there, these aren't two people who are actually good for each other. They don't help each other grow. They stifle each other's growth.

I think of clothes a lot like costumes. I think of what I wear in real life as being my real life character's costume.

Why do only boys get to chase? Nuh-uh! If anything, I think this whole sitting back and waiting thing can be self-sabotaging. We have to send up flares. We have to let guys know we're open for business.