I'm learning more and more that love plus attachment equals pain.

Success made me self-sufficient, but it also took away my anonymity. I'm just this quiet nobody, and all of a sudden people are nervous around me. That was kind of weird.

I'm a shy person. I don't know if it's in my DNA to share with the world.

It's from our sufferings that we form our consciousness.

It's okay to be a freak.

That industry expects you to prove yourself over and over again. Do I stay doing this, or do I raise my daughter and live surrounded by people who love me? Wasn't even really a choice.

I'm writing a film. With our access to these powerful media, we're going to take over, because it's really disgusting what is put out there now to be consumed.