“I pull into a parking lot and I can’t back out of it, because it’s crowded with people shouting things like, ‘Hey, Kristen — you lost? Are you smoking pot? Are you fucking Robert Pattinson? You know, we have a call sheet, and you’re supposed to be at the production office now!’

And that’s when I’m like, ‘Oh my God! How in the hell do you have a call sheet?!’”

“I think it’s funny that when I go onstage to accept an award, they think I’m nervous, uncomfortable, and awkward—and I am—but those are bad words for them.”

I’m myself for myself and not for anybody else.