Death, but not for you, gunslinger. Never for you. You darkle. You tinct. May I be brutally frank? You go on.
I don't do well when I don't work.
I didn't know the city at all, but I was so happy to be in New York I cried. I was so excited.
You keep learning how to let go and to live the life that you actually have, as opposed to the life you thought you were going to have.
I like movies about women behaving badly, because women behave badly just like men, and we're not always adorable and cute about it.
I feel like most people aren't eitheror, they're bothand. You're both magnanimous and petty. You're both kind and cruel. You're never just one thing.
I've never had a plan, I've always done things from instinct.
We overreached our decision power. Sometimes our decisions have to fit the reality of the outside world.
But sometimes it's good to dare yourself to do the unthinkable. And rather than stand in front of an audience with no clothes on, I decided to have a go at stand-up comedy.
There's no point in killing an opponent. . . There's no triumph over a corpse, but a beaten opponent, who will remain beaten every day of the remainder of their sad and wretched life, is something to treasure.
LA is an intense city. I was probably a bit too sensitive. I didn't have any friends so I was keeping pretty low key. I just whipped myself up into a bit of an emotional frenzy.