I want to be healthy.

I've never been interested in playing the boring ingenue.

As a teenager I went all Goth, but I wasn't mopey enough. I would pretend to be, but I'd end up making people laugh.

I felt really bad for someone who is swimming in so much hate. I just thought, that's someone who's in a really bad spot, and I am in such a happy spot. I laugh my head off every day with my husband and my kids who are mooning me and singing me songs.

When I believe in something, I'm like a dog with a bone.

In terms of threshold, as long as it's based in reality, you can go pretty far, as long as you buy that it's really happening.

Even when someone gets to looking like she should be so proud of herself, instead she's like, 'I could be another three pounds less; I could be a little taller and have bigger lips.'