You're frozen when your heart's not open.

I don't even remember why I called myself an idiot. I can be very harshly critical of myself. It depends on my mood, and obviously it depends on where I am in my life. Yes, embracing myself - I'm working on that.

Never forget to dream.

This will be a revolution of inquiring further, of not worrying about winning other people's approval, of not wishing you were someone else but perfectly content to be who you are. Someone unique, and rare, and fearless. I want to start a revolution of love.

I think everybody has a bisexual nature. That's my theory. I could be wrong.

Everyone probably thinks that I'm a raving nymphomaniac, that I have an insatiable sexual appetite, when the truth is I'd rather read a book.

Ever since my daughter was born I feel the fleetingness of time. And I don't want to waste it on getting the perfect lip color.