I've always had a talent for recognizing when I am in a moment worth being nostalgic for.

I love directing scenes that I'm not in because suddenly I really feel like a filmmaker which is a different thing.

A girl's night for me is with a member of my family on the couch, eating takeout, watching something good, going to sleep early, it's so boring, but it's just what I need!

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 wish that author [ E. L. James] all the success in the world. It's just not for me.

Like Summer Sisters comforted me just because I was like, okay things I've seen with my own eyes are not so terrible, and even though I knew adult gay people and had absolutely no issue with it. And I just couldn't articulate what made me so uncomfortable about the space that I shared with my friends becoming a sexual space. And it was very healing for me to read that, and feel like it was a part of other friendships, even fictional friendships I admire.

Basically my new litmus test for people is, do they make me hear about a blow job they gave in the first ten minutes of us talking? And if they didn't then I can feel excited.