“Be happy being you.”

Block out all negative energy, and just love.

One of the most terrible feelings in the world is knowing that someone else doesn’t like you. Especially when you don’t know what you’ve done to deserve it.

The thrill of not knowing what’s going to happen, trained me to be prepared for anything.

Everyone strives for approval and wats to be loved.

Music is really driving my whole life.

I love, love, love just being hands on at all times in the studio.

I have a garden in my backyard that’s completely organic, which I’m very proud of.

Love is a really scary thing.

My personal style is a mixture of, like, girly, throwback, like retro ’50s pin-ups, floral, like hippies, like anything feminine, and like flirty.

There’s always tomorrow and it always gets better.

I don’t regret any of the life decisions I’ve made in my life because with every choice I’ve made I’ve learned something new.

All I have to say is basically if performing, singing, acting, and dancing is what you want to do, then you just have to do it – no matter where it is.

It’s a new day. Count your blessings, think twice before you complain, give more than you ask for, do what makes you happy and enjoy life.

It’s ok to be different.

I feel like when I try to fit in, it comes across as not genuine, and that is not good. I’d rather just do me and have people say, ‘Oh. That’s interesting,’ than try to fit in.

Know that you are just as perfect as anyone else, exactly as you are.

Learn to admire rightly; the great pleasure of life is that. Note what the great men admired; they admired great things; narrow spirits admire basely, and worship meanly.

Mr. Wodehouse’s idyllic world can never stale. He will continue to release future generations from captivity that may be more irksome than our own. He has made a world for us to live in and delight in.

They are a very decent generous lot of people out here and they don’t expect you to listen. It’s the secret of social ease in this country. They talk entirely for their own pleasure. Nothing they say is designed to be heard.

Its a rather pleasant change when all your life you’ve had people looking after you, to have someone to look after yourself. Only of course it has to be someone pretty hopeless to need looking after by me.

Money can’t buy you happiness but it does bring you a more pleasant form of misery.

Revision has its own peculiar pleasures and its own peculiar frustrations. The ground rules are already established; the characters already exist. You don’t have to bring the characters to life, but you do have to make them more convincing.

It’s what’s in *yourself* that makes you happy or unhappy.

There’s still a part of me that thinks I have to write a really good novel. I’m not trying to say I’m not happy with the novels I’ve written in the past. But it always feels to me like there’s another one that I have to write that will really say what I want to say, and really paint this world that I can see hazily in my head.