I've got such effeminate hands. I could never be strong. Whenever I even got to a save, my fingers would just bend back and the ball would hit me in the face.

I was only given this life because I'm strong enough to live it.

I'm afraid of buying a house or anything, 'cause if there's one paparazzi outside for one day, then they'll never leave.

Music means freedom to me. But in acting you can pretend to be someone else and I like that.

I did this movie about Salvador Dali a few years ago and had hair extensions and a little bob. That was incredibly bizarre.

People who are the most normal are probably the most crazy.

I prefer to be someone who has to confront his many fears instead of someone who has the illusion he doesn't fear anything

I'm always shocked by the people who I'm attracted to. It's always completely random. I generally like people who are a bit crazy but yeah, that's pretty much my only prerequisite.

The link between my brain and my mouth is just not there anymore.

Sometimes I think, 'To hell with acting' and then I realize I could be working at a shoe shop. Acting is much cooler.

I've never met anyone who's left a comment on anything. It's just demons who live in basements.

...you have been fraternizing with warewolves overmuch! Military men can be terribly bad for one's verbal concatenation!

We will only truly be free when those in bondage are finally free

'Safety', the wife of Pablo said. 'There is no such thing as safety. There are so many seeking safety here now that they make a great danger. In seeking safety now you lose all.'

I like Miracles. They inspire me. Miracles are the fun of enlightenment. When a teacher does a miracle, and everyone sees it, they have faith in what the teacher has to say about self-discovery.

I feel like I go through cycles as an actress.

In the end, as a leader, you are always going to get a combination of two things: what you create and what you allow.

Lust carries her sharp whip At her own girdle.

I’m trying to think of the last time I had onions.

The stripping away of illusion and the struggle to find personal reality can be likened to the peeling of an apple. As one peels away the layers of unreality. . . eventually only the core remains.

The greatest discoveries of science have always been those that forced us to rethink our beliefs about the universe and our place in it.