“I’ve got heaps of dreams.”

In real life, I’m pretty much an eternal optimist.

A lot of people I make music with are really talented and it doesn’t stop at one instrument.

Playing different characters in different films helps keep you excited about what you do. It always seems like a whole new adventure.

I’ve been rapping since I was 18 years old, with a crew called Blades.

I think it’s really important to live in the moment.

Because I don’t have a child and as much as you can sort of imagine it it’s always nice to hear from all different walks of life what motherhood is like and what that feels like. And particularly young mothers.

I’m a bit hyperactive as an actor, I like to keep moving.

I’m pretty unusual for an actress in Hollywood because I am totally unselfconscious about my body.

A female’s career as an actor is very different from a male’s career as an actor. That’s just the way it is. So, I’m fascinated by really strong male careers that have inspired me, and also really incredible male roles.

I’m a vegetarian and very much active in regards to how I feel about animal rights and protecting animals and giving animals a voice.

I had an amazing childhood.

I don’t see the point in working just to be working.

Growing up on a farm was the best. I remember loving that expanse of space. The sky at night was so clear, I could see every star.

Making a movie is, for me, like painting. I just enjoy the care that goes into every brushstroke and the choice of every color. I enjoy the intensity of it.

I’m portable. I carry a laptop and a little recording studio on my back.

Something I’ve noticed as I get older is that I do think about the future more. It’s all positive thinking.

Memory heaps dead leaves on corpse-like deeds, from under which they do but vaguely offend the sense.

It is but another of the proofs which are heaping up in American industry to-day that whatever is good for men and women – contributes to their health, happiness, development – is good for business.

she kept sliding down, in small half-willing surrenders, till she was a heap, with the book held tiringly above her face.

Why dost thou heap up wealth, which thou must quit, Or what is worse, be left by it? Why dost thou load thyself when thou ‘rt to fly, Oh, man! ordain’d to die?