Once, in Australia, I ate 33 pancakes in 20 minutes, and I only did it because they said a girl could never enter the competition.

You're 30: You know stuff now. Your 20s were for 'ducking up,' as my auto-correct would say, and learning from those mistakes. (For instance, never again will I convince myself that sleep is for sissies and go straight from a party to the airport. You will not 'sleep on the plane'; you'll vomit in the security line. Go to bed.)

If a woman feels anchored to a man's plans, she may start to resent him for the fun she's worried she's missing.

A good litmus test is that you should be comfortable with your significant other being present when you hang out with your friend.

I love the writing process. It's something that I'm interested in personally and something I always do on every movie.

I'm now convinced that I'm a doctor. I mean, if someone says they have a pain, I'm like, 'Well, that's your spleen.'

I'm pretty low-key; you'll often find me in jeans, a T-shirt and sweatshirt.