So many of my friends are older, and the people I work with are older. I guess I've gotten used to hearing people say, "Oh, you're so young," even though I never really agreed with that. Now I get their perspective.

I have like three hairs left on my head. A hairstylist will come in and put all this fake hair in and it looks luscious and amazing. And I'm like, god, I feel a thousand times better.

I try to remind myself that all of this could be over tomorrow, because I could wake up and magically be 35 feet tall and not be able to act in movies anymore.

Someone told me that you could learn to sing, and that there are muscles that if you build, you will sing.

People don't want to look at you and think, 'Oh, it must have taken her so long to get ready!' It's not as exciting to imagine. They want to imagine your life being - well, the opposite of what it sometimes is, where getting dressed is very regimented, you know? People don't want to know that.

I know that my look is more "toothpaste model" as opposed to artsy, which sucks because I can play those roles.

I was always very dramatic - my family would probably use the word 'dramatic' - as a child; always putting on performances, making everyone come watch, and pay to watch. I was very business-savvy as a child.