It breaks my heart to know that millions of gay Americans still can’t marry the one they love, and I can. That makes no sense.

I've definitely grown, and I think I've done enough stuff that people might look at me only as Veronica Mars. But honestly, I really don't mind if they do.

I have a lot of responsibilities, but I don't think I've grown up.

We have a family calendar and it's how everybody runs. In truth, there's no trick to balancing it. If you look at the calendar and you've seen you've gone ten days without a date night, you know you need to prioritize more.

I'm carded for R-rated movies. And I get talked down to a lot. When I try to go rent a car or buy an airplane ticket or other stuff adults do, I get "Okaaaaaay, honey." I remember when I was 18, getting crayons in a restaurant.

Detroit, the heart of the country... I grew up on 10 Mile, 2 miles better than 8 Mile.

I've been very lucky in the characters I've chosen. Up until last year I was a nobody. I did jobs I booked because I needed to put food in my mouth.