I was a chubby, chubby little tub-tub. At the times when it mattered: twelve, thirteen, and fourteen. I'm so happy I was. If you're beautiful young, you really miss out on developing parts of yourself.

I'm lucky because I have so many clashing cultural, racial things going on: black, Jewish, Irish, Portuguese, Cherokee. I can float and be part of any community I want. The thing is, I do identify with being black, and if people don't identify me that way that's their issue. I’m happy to challenge people's understanding of what it looks like to be biracial, because guess what? In the next 50 years, people will start looking more and more like me.

I do have very strong, very conflicted feelings about rating systems and social media.

I realize my need to be liked or my need for strangers to rate me well, even with their words and their thoughts, I'm not alone in that, and the whole thing is set up culturally so we feel that way.

I'm a sponge. I'm obsessed with comedy. I'm obsessed with the idea that you can make somebody laugh, and I love to be around people who can make other people laugh.

I love being part of an ensemble.

Once, a friend’s mom said to me when I was very young 'You can't really invest in your looks as the only thing because it's a depreciating asset. I think this is trueit’s like putting money into a stock that’s going down. Put your money, put your effort, invest in your brain and talent which will appreciate and get better as you get older.