Being a parent is amazing.

I think it's a tough road if you're a stay-at-home mom, a working mom, if you have a partner, if you don't. It's the best job in the world, and the toughest job in the world all at the same time.

I keep lip gloss everywhere. It always makes me feel like I am slightly put together.

My mom, the fabulous Bertie Kinsey, is an amazing seamstress. She quilts and sews and is so crafty. We call her the Southern Martha Stewart!

Now that I'm a mom, I'm way more laid back. If you come into my house, don't look for a coaster. Forget it. There is not a piece of furniture in my house now that is too precious.

I grew up overseas in Indonesia, and my school had a great art, music, and theatre program.

I have a very normal life. I go to the grocery store, I go to Target. I don't have an assistant, I don't have an entourage.

I don't want to live in a world where I could say to my daughter, 'There used to be turtles that swam in the ocean.'

I have a special place in my heart for working moms - it's a constant pull on your heartstrings.

Cats are more interesting, let's face it. Dogs are loveable and a bit boring.

Seriously, I will probably out-talk you if you come up to me because I'm a chatterbox.

What a tale he's told, what a bitter bowl of war he's drunk to the dregs.

That best portion of a man's life, his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and love.

I would make myself head of the style police and we would fight fiercely against sloppiness.

Safe, sane and consensual what do those words really mean? Assimilation, that's what.

The theater is the only branch of art much cared for by people of wealth; like canasta, it does away with the brother of talk after dinner.

Soccer isn't brain surgery, have fun.

Everybody in American seems in a rush to catch a train.

People can stand around and share movement with each other, whether it's professional or not. That's how it grows. That's what dance does. It's its own language.

I can't live off the ego.

Prayer is an expression of who we are...We are a living incompleteness. We are a gap, an emptiness that calls for fulfillment.