My parents are artists; in their world, in the world of modern artists, you are supposed to just go into your studio and tune everything out, and your entire relationship with your work is supposed to be a super private one. That was the way to do it and you weren't deeply truly artistic if that wasn't the way you were engaging the press.

I didn't drink in the essence of the classroom. I didn't take legible notes or dance all night. I thought I would marry my boyfriend and grow old and sick of him. I thought I would keep my friends, and we'd make different, new memories. None of that happened. Better things happened.

I get a lot of unasked for sexual confessions.

It's almost like when you're young, your friends take on the romance role, and then guys take on the role of your friends later.

Survivors are so often re-victimized by a system that demands they prove their purity and innocence.

I can play very annoying girl, very lost girl and then all the things in the spectrum between.

What a snarky jerk. (Obviously, I later slept with him.)