Kissing – and I mean like, yummy, smacking kissing – is the most delicious, most beautiful and passionate thing that two people can do, bar none. Better than sex, hands down.

I think happiness is what makes you pretty. Period. Happy people are beautiful. They become like a mirror and they reflect that happiness.

When I lay my head on the pillow at night I can say I was a decent person today. That’s when I feel beautiful.

Kisses, even to the air, are beautiful.

If you don’t take risks, you’ll have a wasted soul.

When they [breasts] are huge, you become very self-conscious…I’ve learned something though, through my years of pondering and pontificating, and that is: men love them, and I love that.

In the end, some of your greatest pains become your greatest strengths.

There’s something liberating about not pretending. Dare to embarrass yourself. Risk.

I’m not insecure. I’ve been through way too much f**king sh*t to be insecure. I’ve got huge balls. But I’ve been humbled. That makes you grateful for every day you have.