Sometimes you have to be selfish to get what you want and move forward in life.

When I'm about to blow the candles on my birthday cake and everybody is telling me I must make a wish, I just go into a tailspin. I'm thinking: what do I wish?, and I just can't seem to think about anything. Then I close my eyes, take a deep breath and there comes my wish. I don't know how to explain what goes on inside of me, but that's what happens: breathing is the key to understand what's really important to me.

I stand by every mistake I've ever made, so judge away.

I think it's the idea that beauty could be power, and that with power comes immortality, and with power comes control, and all of these other things are blocking her heart.

I just really am trying, trying, all the time. But I like to be scared. I love to suddenly feel out of control.

There are days when I definitely look in the mirror and go, "All right, I need to find a cream." I can't foresee myself ever going under the knife, but then again, I'm only in my mid-thirties. Maybe it's different when you're in your mid-sixties.

I love being on the periphery with a group of people who have the same values that I do. People who don't get off on fame, who just like the process of making movies and thrive.