“I have nobody. I have surrounded myself with people who are fake just because I need to talk to somebody.”

I think it’s time we take a step back and recognize that while we are hurting our animals, we are hurting each other, and we are hurting our planet.

We have such an amazing future ahead of us.

The frenzy of the little-girl culture is something very unique, and I can only say that because I was one. The obsession – I can’t really explain it. Everything is heightened to the maximum.

Reusing and recycling our materials is the most important thing we can do.

I think the greatest lesson I have just recently learned is how powerful the mind is, informing our decision making unknowingly.

Jackson [Rathbone] is the most artsy, creative and, I think, the most talented.

I don’t want any special powers. I’m powerless. I wouldn’t want to see into the future, I wouldn’t want to know what anyone was thinking, ever! And I don’t want to relive my past.

At the end of the day, that’s our sole purpose and our sole reason for existing, is to love somebody else.

Once I realized that the only thing I can actually control in this life is my own mind, how I choose to react, feel, and perceive, I felt immediately liberated.

I think the best way to invite people into the conversation is to just create something beautiful out of love, and people naturally gravitate towards a new way of looking at fashion.

What we do to animals directly impacts everything, because we are all connected. It disrupts the food chain, it funds terrorism (ivory), it changes our climate, our oceans, it starts wars.

Follow your heart and don’t question it, no matter where it tells you to go It will open up a world of experiences you can’t even imagine.

Junior high is so much worse than high school because at least in high school different is more accepted, celebrated actually: all the girls with blue hair and gothic Hello Kitty backpacks.

I just wrapped ‘Eclipse’ yesterday and the last scene we shot is probably my favorite thus far. I finally got to tell my story, in a very gentle yet elaborate way.

In middle school, we are all so damn insecure. It was the worst time for me, really destructive, like slapping myself across the face but loving it. Now I have to be an adult and change myself. I have to be a bigger person.

I’m just a believer in keeping all of the creative brain cells moving and working even when you’re not working because the inevitable loneliness and boring drought in the actor’s world, it can eat you alive.

It’s not the face, but the expressions on it. It’s not the voice, but what you say. It’s not how you look in that body, but the thing you do with it. You are beautiful.

And I also see how this body influences external images: it gives back movement to them.

We are not these bodies, just souls having a bodily experience.

I know I’m pretty, but I ain’t as pretty as a couple of titties.

I am a thespian trapped in a man’s body.

I’m a boy who appreciates a good body, regardless of the make.

The most beautiful parts of your body are those you had to grow again.

The thing about pessimism is that in most cases it’s nothing more than a front behind which a body can hide its most sweetful yet painful hopes. please forgive mine.