Across the rectory's east lawn, through a blizzard of flying leaves, something long and thin was flapping in the wind. A ragged figure in a white nightgown hanging lifelessly from the trees.

There is only one way to be happy in this worldly life. Relinquish ‘my’ and go after [help to] people.

All secrets sound the same in the dark.

[I want to be remembered] as a small piece of the puzzle sent here to serve a bigger picture.

I feel it is time that I also pay tribute to my four writers, Matthew, Mark, Luke and John.

It's hard in L.A. not to go out, it gets lonely. Being an actress is lonely, and I never want to be alone. I hate sleeping alone.

Life for the unwell is discontinuous and unpredictable. Things just come out of nowhere. People try but mostly do a lousy job of taking care of you.

I like my coffee like I like my romantic partners: cold and bitter and prone to giving me anxiety attacks.

When I'm trusting and being myself as fully as possible, everything in my life reflects this by falling into place easily, often miraculously.

There are children with dreams counting on us.

Zero defects is a super highway going down the tube.