Starting at about, I guess, forever, I've always looked forward to getting older. When I was 14, I couldn't wait to be 16 and get a driver's license.

I've never been a jealous person, and I've never felt built up by someone else's failure - that's a cheap thrill.

Vanity is great motivation, to be fair.

You want to be a writer? Start writing. You want to be a filmmaker? Start shooting stuff on your phone right now.

Absolutely not. I have no problem with commitment. In fact, I love having someone in my life.

The harvest truly is plenteous, but the labourers are few.

What the heck is true love? I remember feeling, back when I was 12 and 'going' with this girl, 'Is this true love?'