I know a lot of people think of me and they like, oh that girl is really sexy, that girl is really put together, she would never do something as unladylike as a beet eating competition.

Is this a generation of orphans who are going to the improv to do stand-up?

A remarkable thing about me is that the time that elapses between a sad thought and a flood of tears is three or four seconds.

When I have time to sit and reflect on the different situations that I face every day, I'll be able to speak more succinctly about the challenges as a woman.

I'm a smart enough person to know that I don't want everyone to be cookie-cutter versions of the nine guys who wear Converse sneakers.

Maybe the point is that any marriage is work, but you may as well pick work that you like.

I guess nothing puts a damper on a one-night stand as much as your friend pointing out all the opportunities where you might have been killed.