“Oh God, to think that you only fall in love once in your entire life is such a depressing thought.”

It would be so depressing to be a model and not get to say a word. There’s no personality involved.

I’m a natural blonde, but I feel like a brunette. I feel like people treat me now how I should be treated. People used to be shocked, when I was blond, that I wasn’t stupid.

My parents were journalists and friends with writers, artists, and just a really interesting assortment of people, so I was exposed to all lifestyles from a young age.

I fell in love with theater there, and after graduation I moved to Los Angeles to pursue acting.

My parents said marrying was an optimistic thing to do in pessimistic times.

If I have to draw attention away from some hormone-induced acne on my chin, I put on a lot of mascara.

I guess for my skin, I clean it and moisturize and try to drink water. How boring is this though? I’m convinced that it comes from within. If you’re happy and healthy, it shows.

It was helpful to have the confidence of youth that came from a lack of desperation. I thought, ‘If I don’t succeed, I’ll go back to school and study.’

I do not tweeze my eyebrows. I’ve been letting them grow out for years. I try to fill them in wherever nature has abandoned me.

Documentaries are a powerful and effective way of bridging the gap between worlds, breaking through to new audiences that wouldn’t otherwise be engaged – in essence, not preaching to the choir.

I shaved the back of my head once and did the asymmetrical hair.

I tend to go with a daytime look, pretty natural, but I always fill in my eyebrows – I hate if I leave the gym and my eyebrows aren’t done; I’m just very uncomfortable with myself.

I’m now convinced that I’m a doctor. I mean, if someone says they have a pain, I’m like, ‘Well, that’s your spleen.’

In human years I am 29. In actress years I’m the ripe, promising age of 18 to 35. That’s how it works here in Hollywood.

I love eye makeup. I really like doing a cat eye, playing with liquid liners and different colors of liners, like emerald and deep blues, combining them with black.

At the end of your twenties, you realize you are inherently flawed, and that’s great, and that’s what makes you dynamic.

I have never been remotely ashamed of having been depressed. Never. What’s to be ashamed of? I went through a really rough time and I am quite proud that I got out of that.

New Beginnings are often disguised as painful endings.

I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.

Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well.

I’m currently in the middle of a depression. I couldn’t really tell you what set it off, but I think it stems from my cowardice, which confronts me at every turn.

There are two tragedies in life. One is to lose your heart’s desire. The other is to gain it.

Depression is a side effect of dying.

If you are depressed you are living in the past. If you are anxious you are living in the future. If you are at peace you are living in the present.