I've come to learn that the choices I labor over and go back and forth about and ask a million people for their opinions and make lists about those are always the wrong choices.

My poor mom really wants me to meet someone. I think she wanted to believe the Ryan Gosling rumor more than anybody.

I find that each job that I do, the thing that gets me there is when I'm not smarter than it, when I don't know instantly how that thing is made. Because if I do, then it's boring. Or it would be simple.

Everything's connected, and everything has meaning if you look for it.

I feel like something has changed for me, but it’s a new change, so it’s going to be hard for me to describe. Maybe it has something to do with turning 30. I don’t feel as shy or nervous or self-conscious. I have more confidence that I can handle what life brings me. I don’t feel scared to have an idea and express it. I feel giddy about it because it’s a complete transformation. It’s like I’ve found my voice.

I'm not lonely, and I think that has a lot to do with what's on my bedside table rather than what's in my bed.

I love domestic life.