“Something just happens. Everything changes for a reason.”

Please don’t fall over, please don’t fall over, please don’t fall over!’

For modeling, I was always creating characters. I dress like a tomboy. So, when I’d go into a shoot, there’d be all these dresses, and I’d say to myself, ‘Okay, this isn’t me. It’s somebody else. So, who is this person?’ Acting is the next level of that.

I’m all alone. There has been no man in my life for several months now and although it would be nice to have a boyfriend.

I suppose I have stopped modeling officially. I’ve not done any for a good long while now.

I dont have that many friends.

A lot of stuff written about me is rubbish. I don’t know where they get it from, sometimes.

I suppose each project is a new thing, so there’s all this excitement and nerves about this new thing.

I don’t really see myself as a big supermodel.

I get on with all my exes, so there’s nothing I need to forget about. I don’t know – life is shorter than it seems.

I don’t know what to expect for the next thing. There are always different people. It’s interesting.

I felt like it was really about people and how decisions and circumstances can change relationships.

Every single thing is like a new thing, so it’s never what I expect.

I can’t just settle for anybody. The fact is I’m choosy, but mainly about a man’s character. He has to be interesting, funny and clever. I don’t even mind if he’s not very good-looking.

I’ve always been really private about my personal life. I don’t talk about it.

I was like: “I’m actually doing this.” And now I feel more confident going into something.

I love ‘Breathless,’ and ‘Paris, Texas,’ and ‘Badlands.’

Love is an undulating energy that moves through you, within you, and radiates out of you, and changes everything.

Will we let ourselves be destroyed in our turn without a struggle, give up our homes, our country bequeathed to us by the Great Spirit, the graves of our dead and everything that is dear and sacred to us? I know you will cry with me, ‘Never! Never!’

Nobody’s talking to me, but nobody’s hassling me either. I guess you can’t have everything.

We are fully free, not partially, fully free, in everything related to the future of Syria.

You can only do so many things great, and you should cast aside everything else.

The man who has his millions will want everything he can lay his hands on and then raise his voice against the poor devil who wants ten cents more a day.

I assumed that everything must yield to me, that the entire universe had to flatter my whims, and that I had the right to satisfy them at will.

He pays me not merely for the rule of thumb task, which is all that men recognize, but to everything else I bring to my job in the way of industry, good intentions and cheerfulness.