I mean, I am still such the-good-girl. I want everybody to like me. I want everybody to be happy.

Relationships have always seemed very mysterious, and therefore worth exploring. I’m single, so it’s still kind of a mystery - a worthwhile mystery, one that I want to be on the scent of. 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.

It's all so personal, isn't it? It's hard to talk about work without talking about things that are personal. Work is personal. I don't want to talk about my personal life, but it's on my mind, and it's in my work.

I learn a lot; what I learn cannot be expressed in words.

I don't know what 15-year-old doesn't have a desire to separate themselves from their parents and prove their independence.

There was a sense of being taken on a journey by the grandmaster of the road trip. You feel this weird angel taking you somewhere. You don't know where, but you trust him.

I don't know what my version of a relationship or marriage is yet, because the typical model seems a little broken to me.