Romanian movies are not made the same as American movies are, only because it's newer there. For instance, cigarettes, over there, are much more prominent, and Americans aren't used to that.

I have the best roommates in the world! It creates a fun sense of family... and that's really important to me. Things can get so lonely without it.

I love nerds. Comic-Con junkies are the tastemakers of tomorrow. Isn't that funny? The tables have turned

I've got more junk in the trunk than most 5-foot-1 blonde girls, and I like it.

You do better in the gym with a trainer; you don't figure out how to cook without reading a recipe. Therapy is not something to be embarrassed about.

I did find out about the koalas and how eucalyptus makes them high and why they sleep all day. They're little druggies.

When I see something unjust, I have to intervene - it's hard for me to watch the underdog suffer.

Part of my becoming a vegetarian was that I would look at my burger, then look at my dogs, and I wasn't able to see a difference.

I'm not a risk taker. I don't do plunging necklines or really short skirts. I try to stay as classy as possible and provide a little mystery.

I don't think there's anything immature about fighting for the underdog and fighting for people who don't have a voice. I have an intense desire to protect people who can't protect themselves.

I'm not going to become anybody I don't want to become

Books may well be the only true magic.

For all the girls in all the worlds.May you feel strength with your first breath, realize your unlimited potential for greatness on your second, and follow your dreams on your third.

I believe joy is a spiritual practice we have to work at.

Well, if you're going to watch that close, the trick is off.

Avoid people with gold teeth who want to play cards

I don't have alot of people to talk to. Not alot of people are worth my time.

Empowerment is all about letting go so that others can get going.

It's secret that evangelical Christians are critical players in Republican primaries.

The pleasures that once were heaven look silly at sixty-seven.

The lonely season in lonely lands, when fled Are half the birds, and mists lie low, and the sun Is rarely seen, nor strayeth far from his bed; The short days pass unwelcomed one by one.