I think, a lot of times, people don't want to do what their parents do because they want to be their own person. — Margaret Qualley Copy Share Image
Like every child of divorce, I had parent-trap fantasies. In fact, 'The Parent Trap' was my favourite movie. I was a Nineties baby, so I particularly loved the Lindsay Lohan version. — Margaret Qualley Copy Share Image
I actually quit ballet when I was offered a job, an apprenticeship at North Carolina Dance Theater Company, run by John Pierre Bonnefoux and… — Margaret Qualley Copy Share Image
I went to the Professional Children's School in New York, and I started modeling because I could do that until I actually figured out… — Margaret Qualley Copy Share Image
I was a dancer, growing up, and I definitely thought that was going to be my profession. — Margaret Qualley Copy Share Image
I don't really know what I'm doing, to be honest. I come up with things, and maybe it works, and maybe it doesn't, and… — Margaret Qualley Copy Share Image
I think gender parity is a crucial part of any healthy society. It's applicable to the entire world. — Margaret Qualley Copy Share Image
Ballet, there's a right way to do things, and it's black and white, and it's all striving for perfection. Acting is not that way.… — Margaret Qualley Copy Share Image
I was one of those dancers who they say wants to feel the floor through their pointe shoes. I would end up not wearing… — Margaret Qualley Copy Share Image
It's a normal part of the culture of ballet to go to a nutritionist in your first few weeks. They write down everything you… — Margaret Qualley Copy Share Image
I think being in the city is the perfect way to figure out what I want to do. — Margaret Qualley Copy Share Image
I left home at 15 to go to the North Carolina School of the Arts. — Margaret Qualley Copy Share Image
I think I would find being in Hollywood intense if I had more of a social life, but all I do is stay indoors… — Margaret Qualley Copy Share Image
I lived alone, I didn't know anybody in New York, and I was definitely a recluse. It had been, like, two weeks, and I… — Margaret Qualley Copy Share Image
