“I feel like I’m pretty good at doing my own makeup. I’ve watched a lot of people do my makeup, so I’ve been able to gauge what looks good and what doesn’t.”

My spirit animal is a monkey. Because I have really long arms and I like being up high.

I have like three hairs left on my head. A hairstylist will come in and put all this fake hair in and it looks luscious and amazing. And I’m like, god, I feel a thousand times better.

I have big feet. Do you know how embarrassing it is when you ask for a shoe and they look at you like, “No, we don’t make these heels for Bigfoot, sorry.”

Every time I see a piano, I have this urge to play it.

Once people see you pulling off one role, they think youre a safe bet to do a similar role.

Someone told me that you could learn to sing, and that there are muscles that if you build, you will sing.

I know that my look is more “toothpaste model” as opposed to artsy, which sucks because I can play those roles.

I just try to keep healthy more so than trying to be thin.

I kind of left everyone behind in Australia – all my friends and my family and I had to break up with my boyfriend.

It’s fascinating to see how versatile New York City is. It lends itself to being so many different places!

No one in my family had ever done anything acting-wise or entertainment industry-wise.

Everyone’s like, ‘overnight sensation.’ It’s not overnight. It’s years of hard work.

I love flying so much. I even airplane food. No one bothers you and your phone never goes off and you can’t have emails go through. It’s undisturbed.

I became an actor so I can show you characters and never have to show you me.

I try to remind myself that all of this could be over tomorrow, because I could wake up and magically be 35 feet tall and not be able to act in movies anymore.

I was in a movie for five minutes where I play tennis and I was given five tennis lessons for free. I never had a tennis lesson. I was like, that’s awesome! When else would I have taken up tennis?

The last time I felt alive – I was looking into your eyes. Breathing your air, touching your skin, saying goodbye. The last time I felt alive, I was dying.

Many people need desperately to receive this message: ‘I feel and think much as you do, care about many of the things you care about, although most people do not care about them. You are not alone.

The only place I ever felt at home was with you. There isn’t a place for me anywhere anymore. I’ve been evicted.

I don’t have any idea of who or what God is. But I do believe in some great spiritual power. I feel it particularly when I’m out in nature. It’s just something that’s bigger and stronger than what I am or what anybody is. I feel it. And it’s enough for me.

Nothing feels like home anymore. Even this heart of mine demands to be yours.

Feeling rich this week

Nothing feels better than switching wigs for no reason.

I ache to know how it feels to be without having a weight on my soul.