The years go so fast. I mean, I just realized that at the end of the year I will be twenty-two, and I just turned twenty-one.
I want to feel good, I want to feel proud, I want to feel that I give someone enough and that I get enough.
Water for me is so essential, like swimming.
You can learn so much from children, and you can give them so much.
You play a part, and as soon as a movie is over and the camera stops, you go home and you’re not really responsible for what you’ve done.
I’d also like to do a play. I’ve never done theater, and constantly changing and refining a performance is something I’d like to do, even though it may sound like work to some people – and it probably is work.
I love running, swimming and riding, sleeping and eating, reading and loving things that everybody likes.
I’m pretty much a vegetarian, but I do eat fish and sometimes chicken.
I do wear lipstick because when I suddenly get pale or green, it seems whole blood goes away.
I wish I had had a great disappointment, a real one.
I want to do movies but not talk about them.
I had a great childhood. I had such fun.
I used to dance when I was younger – ballet and modern dance.
My parents found what I was interested in and encouraged me. They didn’t put me in front of a television and buy lots of toys, the way some American parents do.
I have these visions of myself being thirty, thirty-five, forty having a family.
It’s pleasant and bothersome and embarrassing all at once. Especially when you haven’t done much and are a celebrity.
I love oldies just kind of sweet, slinky, Fifties music. The slow stuff. And Billie Holiday.
Even though things happen by accident, you also unconsciously choose things that help you.
I live for being with the people I love and to live as happily as possible.
Having children is what a woman is born for, really.