I'm excited to start a new chapter in my life.

The only person pressuring me is myself.

I'm trying to think of what I'm ashamed of. But, damn, I don't really have any shame.

I think love changes you over time, and whether you have good or bad experiences, you always grow and learn from them.

I remember looking through magazines or watching movies even just a couple of years ago and being like, 'I really want to be part of that,' but not realizing what that was.

Don’t try to be anything but yourself, and find success as yourself. Otherwise, you won’t be happy.

If you get a wrinkle, I don't feel that's indicative of your losing ground. That's ridiculous.