I think school is so much harder than real life. People are so much more accepting when they are adults.
It scares me to think that one day I’m not going to be in school anymore.
Breast implants gross me out. I don’t think they’re attractive at all.
I think the opportunities are all over the place – around your corner or in more exotic locales. But everyone finding their own interest – sometimes it’s hard to know what you’re interested in, I think.
I’m tough on myself in terms of the standards I want to live up to, but that’s also part of my pleasure: Knowing you are being your fullest self. Being your fullest self is a lot of work.
If you can’t laugh at yourself, life is going to seem a whole lot longer than you’d like.
I always find it a little scary to say that I’m like a character.
It really wasn’t my thing. It still isn’t my thing, the whole science-fiction action thing. I prefer simpler, character-based movies.
Everyone dreams of living in Paris.
Point shoes are torture devices.
Cute is when your personality shines through your looks.
I tend to lean toward strong female stories. I want to make things that don’t already exist out there.
I’m pretty hard on myself in general.
There are movies where we are interested in seeing people’s lives without agreeing with what they’re doing.
I was like a total cliched ’80s child. I had Barbies, obviously, as well as My Little Ponies and Cabbage Patch Kids, but I used to destroy them. I used to draw all over their faces and cut off their hair.
I don’t have a normal job, so I really appreciate having friends who are writers and artists. It’s fun to have a group of people you can call in the middle of the day to go for a hike.
When I was in nursery school, the teachers asked me, y’know, ‘What does your dad do for a living?’ So I said ‘He helps women get pregnant!’ They called my mom and they were like, ‘What exactly does your husband do?’
I mean the Internet is like the luckiest thing – we have everything at our fingertips right now.
I think losing a child is unimaginable. It’s every person’s worst nightmare. It’s unimaginably difficult. It shakes your faith in the world. It tests your optimism.
I know a famous violinist who told me he can’t compose because he knows too many pieces. So, when he starts thinking of a note, an existing piece immediately comes to mind. Just starting out, one of your biggest strengths is not knowing how things are supposed to be.
Stop the rhetoric that a woman is crazy or difficult. Gossip well. If a man says a woman is crazy or difficult, ask him, ‘What bad thing did you do to her?’ That’s a code word. He is trying to discredit her reputation.