Everyone just screams and screams and screams. I have accepted it as real now, but it still feels surreal.
I’m just scared of crowds. I just think people require things of me whenever there’s a screaming crowd, and I always think I won’t be able to provide what they want, so that’s why I look scared all the time.
I’m so surprised it’s worked out that way. I was just thinking the whole time that I’ve never had the personality to fit into that. I’m not really afraid of it, because I don’t even know how to play up that aspect.
People just project their idea of my character on to me and they just seem to assume that I’m the same, when, in reality, I’m not.
Contact lenses make me miserable, as soon as I put them in. That’s what creates the pouting and brooding character.
I don’t know. I’d like to think that I haven’t changed that much. Within myself I don’t think I’ve changed.
This is crazier and louder than I was prepared for. With every week, the fervour and anticipation seem to grow. People know my name and ambush me in public and try to figure out what hotel I’m staying at and ask me to bite them and want to touch my hair.
I have a natural propensity to work on big piles of poop.
When something or someone is hyped and you’re put on the forefront of a lot of things, people want to tear you down. That’s kind of scary, especially when you’re not really putting yourself out there.
Sometimes just when I say hello the right way, I’m like, ‘Whoa, I’m so cool.’
I think it’s such a risky thing doing interviews. I try to limit the amount of interviews that I do because no one is that interesting especially when you’re not really saying anything. And I don’t particularly want to be an character in society or whatever.
I will keep that a secret as it was so indecent I doubt she was in her normal state of mind when she made it.
If I had known that this movie would bring so much craziness, I don’t know if I would have said ‘yes’ to the Twilight Saga. I never asked to be a poster-boy.
I have very, very specific ideas about how I want to do my work and how I want to be perceived and to the point of ridiculousness sometimes.
I don’t listen to anyone else. That’s why I don’t have a publicist or something like that. I can’t stand it if someone’s trying to tell me to do something which might be a mistake sometimes.
I went out a couple of times with Pierce. He’s totally recognizable, and he makes no effort to tone it down. Some people were glancing over at us in the restaurant, and he just went over and introduced himself. And it does work. It dissipates all the attention. Me? I just crawl under the table.
I really understood what was happening in Cannes. I was in a restaurant during a break and when I came out 2 hours later, 500 people were waiting for me at the exit. It was total chaos. They literally had to carry me to the car.
I’m really scary in reality. Most of the time.
Xavier would be such a great burger. He’s all covered in spread...
The girly movie i secretly love is Pippy Longstockings.