“I thought it was my job to give all the boys their first kiss.”

The time I’m not spending with my kid has to be worth it.

Guys are stimulated easily. They are easy to manipulate. All you have to do is wear a sexy outfit.

I basically went out with any guy who asked me because hardly anyone ever asked me out.

As a girl, I was always told I was nasty or dirty if I was sexual in any way. Americans are such prudes.

I share the same advice that my mom gave me – stay hydrated and sleep well. And that being a beautiful person on the inside is what really matters.

The secret to using power is not to use it. Just having it is enough.

Honor has to say “please” and “thank you.” Manners are really important.

When I went from girl body to woman body and all of a sudden I had tits and hips and a little tummy and natural fat in places, I freaked out.

My theory is that if you look confident you can pull off anything – even if you have no clue what you’re doing.

It feels like I’m starting to come into my own in terms of where I want to go artistically, toward more complicated, interesting characters.

It’s not always so great to be objectified, but I don’t feel I have much of a choice right now. I’m young in my career. I know I have to strike when the iron is hot.

I get all these screenplays that start ‘Tawnya is in the shower. The water streams down her naked, perky breasts’. I don’t think this is happening to Natalie Portman.

Your husband or your wife is the only person you can really choose to be your family and to have unconditional love with them.

I don’t think it serves any minority or underrepresented group to be coddled. Because the world won’t coddle you. So I actually believe in tough love, hard truths, black and white.

I could have sexual chemistry with vinegar.

Everyone has an opinion of who you are and what your relationship is about, things that you’ve done or didn’t do in your relationship – and it’s just all crap, really. Things that are written about it are all crap.

One regret dear world, that I am determined not to have when I am lying on my deathbed is that I did not kiss you enough.

Because you aren’t afraid to kiss the dirt (and consequently dare to climb the sky)

For one kiss, darling, I swear everything I would give. Cause you’re a walking, talking reason to live.

When no one is looking, I swallow deserts and clouds and chew on mountains knowing they are sweet bones! When no one is looking and I want to kiss God, I just lift my own hand to my mouth.

We kiss like fire and wind drifting, into the woods of our unspoken sins.

My body is covered in scars where silver blades kisses my skin and pretended to be love.

I caught the happy virus last night When I was out singing beneath the stars. It is remarkably contagious – So kiss me.

I kiss the skies, set the sun in my eyes and swallow up the streams. I swear to god, I only feel alive in my most ludricious dreams.