I don't know if I ever really get mad in real life.

My hair has never been my greatest feature, so that was funny enough unto itself that my hair became so focused on.

Am I lonely? Yes. Am I upset? Yes. Am I confused? Yes. Do I have my days when I've thrown a little pity party for myself? Absolutely. But I'm also doing really well. I'd be a robot if I said I didn't feel moments of anger, of hurt, of embarrassment... [but] You joke and say, 'What doesn't kill you makes you stronger'.

The fun stuff comes when someone is not so strict on sticking to the script. You're allowed the spontaneity, and great moments can happen.

I love the unknown. I love the discovery of what will be happening and just kind of sitting back and not knowing.

I think rage is so ugly.

As my doctor said, eventually your eyes do start to give out on you if you're not taking care of them.