Once when we were fifteen, River (Phoenix) and I went out for this fancy dinner in Manhattan and I ordered soft-shell crabs. He left the restaurant and walked around on Park Avenue, crying. I went out and said, "I love you so much. Why?" He had such a pain that I was eating an animal, that he hadn't impressed on me what was right. I loved him for that. For his dramatic desire that we share every belief, that I be with him all the way

During my teen years, for Halloween, I went as a registered voter.

I wasn't paraded around for sale at all. My mother wasn't into that.

People seem to think that you should be willing to speak to them whether they're jerks or not.

I would almost rather be in debt constantly than work with horrible people that I hate.

I live like a crazy old pack rat.

I'm so sick of hearing how there's no strong roles for women. I don't care about strong roles. I just want to see women who are characters! A nun, a serial killer, a housewife, as long as there's some depth there.