“I’d probably say I’m very strong. If somebody says something horrible, I’m like, ‘Okay, whatever.’”

I really enjoy playing a challenging role.

I don’t look at negative comments because my parents and family don’t let me. My big sister controls my Instagram, and my big brother controls my Twitter. I also don’t really Google myself or anything like that.

I didn’t do school plays… I’ve never done a play in my life, actually. Not even a nativity. If I’d been in a school play, I’d probably have sneezed and messed everything up.

I love the ’80s. I’m obsessed with it. I love the hair and the people.

I love Amy Winehouse. I’m obsessed with her, I think she’s brilliant. And Ed Sheeran is just my all-time fave.

I could give up my phone any day. I don’t need it.

At the end of the day, I just do my job. I love my art. But I genuinely want to change the world. I’m very generous, and I really want people to see that I am – that’s really it.

Guacamole is really healthy. It’s really good for your skin.

It’s crazy because, you know, my parents always want me to watch old films to make me realize how amazing some of the older actors are. And I was obsessed as soon as I watched ‘Stand by Me.’

I’m very generous, and I really want people to see that I am – that’s really it.

I have a dog. It’s an English mastiff called Dolly. Her middle name is Poppy.

I love Carrie Fisher, and it would be amazing to carry on her legacy.

If I’d been in a school play, I’d probably have sneezed and messed everything up.

I started singing before I started talking. And that’s the God’s honest truth. I think it was something that I’ve always loved to do, even if I wasn’t good at it. I just loved ballads.

I was bored one day, so my dad took me to this acting school. I liked it more than having fun – I liked it for an actual job.

I started singing before I started tweeting, actually. It was always a passion… I started singing, and then I got into acting. Singing is something I love to do. I feel very confident doing it.

Fear of loss when everything falls upon us and crushes a bit of our soul, deep in our veins where broken hopes live. How do I find my strength beneath endless layers of horrifying thoughts?

Let me look at the foulness and ugliness of my body. Let me see myself as an ulcerous sore running with every horrible and disgusting poison.

The world is very lovely, and it’s very horrible–and it doesn’t care about your life or mine or anything else.

For in me there have always been two fools, among others, one asking nothing better than to stay where he is and the other imagining that life might be slightly less horrible a little further on.

One is left with the horrible feeling now that war settles nothing; that to win a war is as disastrous as to lose one.

To live by medicine is to live horribly.

Ugliness without tact is horrible.

It was long since I had longed for anything and the effect on me was horrible.