“I’d be a terrible secret agent. I can’t keep a secret and I’m not sneaky.”

Some people think, if you’re in the public eye, that you have to have an answer for everything and it has to be boring.

I’m done with the whole idea of having my own children. It doesn’t seem like any fun.

My mother often says that she could never have done it if I had been the youngest, if she had other small children she had to cart around New York City for my auditions and go-sees (modeling auditions) and stuff.

Guys are much more obvious than they think they are.

My sister is Korean and my parents adopted her about three years before I was born and that is how I grew up.

I’m terrible with patience.

Even if you plan a marriage and a family, you are never quite prepared for the reality versus how you imagined it. In a lot of ways it’s better, and in a lot of ways it’s worse. That’s life, right?

My career is really important to me, but there have to be other great, important things in your life besides work.

I keep kind of making certain mistakes in public appearances over and over again.

I was the youngest child and really spoiled. I loved to play make-believe. I loved pretending to be all kinds of different people and it just seemed natural that I would go into acting.

I think that everybody has a right to their own thoughts, their own feelings and their own private moments, if they want them.

I’m a sappy mom now. I didn’t think I would be. I thought I’d be a cool mom who keeps everything in perspective.

Kids are a huge sacrifice; they change everything – but I’m ready to work for things of greater importance than going out to meet someone for dinner at 10 o’clock at night.

If I have to be focused and watch what I say, then I have to be comfortable.

In my career, I’m very grateful for the opportunities.

There are some things that, if you say them out loud, will hurt the other person’s feelings. I tend to say them anyway. It’s better to be honest.

Flowers grew where her feet followed and trees bowed above her head, but in her garden there were secrets beneath that soil, she could not forget.

My body tells all the secrets my mind likes to keep. Only those who are fluent in my language will know the words I long to speak.

My body tells all the secrets my mind likes to keep. Only those who are fluent in my language will know the words I long to speak.

Death is a stripping away of all that is not you. The secret of life is to “die before you die” and find that there is no death.

I’m not meant to be your midnight secret, I deserve to be loved in the daylight.

You’re the secret whisper of the mountain. The fresh water stream that babbles down the majestic moonlit reverie. You’re the silent hush of screaming stars that ache my heart with the taste of magic.

We are who we hang out with. Hang with happy people & live a happy life. That’s a secret I learned at a very young age.

I don’t have any secrets I need kept any more.