My mom always says, 'If you don't believe in something, you'll lose yourself completely.'

I always feel like I'm in the five to ten pound struggle, but my life is so busy. I'm just not that concerned, really. I'm normal and I'm perfectly happy being that way. Some weeks I'm like, 'Man, my clothes are fitting so good' and then some weeks I'm like, 'I need to cut back on a few things,' but that's it. I don't fall into the trap of having to be 110 pounds.

I never feel like I conquered the day and did everything I possibly should have, could have, would have.

You're so convinced you'll disappoint people if you show them that you're not perfect. You don't realize you are perfect. Your imperfections are what make you perfect. They make you you. That's what people love. It's what I love too.

I think people assume I'm perfect. I'm not. I make mistakes. I do things I regret. I'm stubborn.

My life is very crazy and busy, but I love it that way.

He always believed that people live up or down to the amount of trust you put in them.