My therapist says I still haven’t got in touch with my anger. Maybe one day I’m going to explode. But I’m still really happy. I know it looks like a strange and painful upbringing – all those experiences led me to the paths that I’m on now.
No matter what the genre, I want to see me and my friends. I want to see reality. I want to see what we’re really like. I loved ‘Bridesmaids’. I thought it was the most honest portrayal of female friendship in such a long time.
I think happiness is a choice. If you feel yourself being happy and can settle in to the life choices you make, then it’s great. It’s really, really great. I swear to God, happiness is the best makeup.
Indecision is the most unsexy thing on the planet. I don’t know if I’m sexy but I think decisiveness is sexy. I also lose trust and faith in them when I realise I’m a bit on my own and that’s a very disheartening feeling.
I’m very sensitive to the English language. I studied the dictionary obsessively when I was a kid and collect old dictionaries. Words, I think, are very powerful and they convey an intention.
I never really had a childhood. I was around adults all the time. My favorite book when I was eight was “Everything You Always Wanted to Know About Sex – But Were Afraid to Ask”. I was not afraid to ask.
I think that we all have to have that rite of passage of dating the tortured artist who seems cooler than we think we are; we aspire to be like them, and we’re excited that somebody is turning us on to new music or a new lifestyle.
I love the world through glass. The more old, dusty and tainted that glass is, the prettier and more impressionistic that is to me. I don’t need to see everything perfectly. I don’t like it.
Oh, I would love to be a motivational speaker. I have pulled myself out of a million potholes, and I can see the potholes ahead of me. That doesn’t mean that I could always do that so perfectly for my own life. I totally fall in potholes.
When it comes to business, I am a woman, and when it comes to relationships, I am a child. I just haven’t figured out how to bring the same confidence and conviction I have in the boardroom to my romantic relationships.
I don’t even have voice mail or answering machines anymore. I hate the phone, and I don’t want to call anybody back. If I go to hell, it will be a small closet with a telephone in it, and I will be doomed and destined for eternity to return phone calls.
