I consider myself to be a romantic person, and I love the idea of having a soul mate.

Love is like nothing else on this earth, but only when it is shared with someone wonderful like you.

Stupid cupid you're a real mean guy, I'd like to pick your wings so you can't fly, I am in love and it's a crying shame, and I know that you're the one to blame, hey, hey set me free, stupid cupid, stop picking on me.

I always think about the simplest things in a relationship that have frustrated me. It always sort of comes down to communication. Even something as simple as probably the worst thing that could happen is, 'Where do you want to go to dinner?' 'I dunno. Where do you want to go to dinner?' 'I dunno.' That might be the worst thing in the world.

Because I'm in an adult world and I'm really working, my age is just a number. It's not really who I am.

I love the idea of getting up early on Sundays and walking to the market to pick up fresh fruits and vegetables. It's a good way to start my day, and it makes me feel like I've accomplished something before other people are even awake.

I guess at a certain point you think, well, singing is singing and acting is acting.