I've always admired gardens. My father was a great nature lover and would always take me for walks. We lived not too far away from huge rhododendron estates and azalea estates, and when they're in bloom in England, they're just riotous.
All love shifts and changes. I don't know if you can be wholeheartedly in love all the time.
Perseverance is failing 19 times and succeeding the 20th.
I don't want to be thought of as wholesome.
I hate the word wholesome.
I know I probably have a lot of rage in me that I don't show. But I'm not about to wallow in it or reveal it.