I do yoga daily as well. I need to start the day with some sort of physical activity. That combined with the meditation clears my mind and energizes me.

My first waitress job was at Johnny Rockets in New Jersey, and then I waited tables at a sports bar.

My grandmother always would say, "This, too, shall pass." It is always true.

Laughter makes me come alive. Either being made to laugh or igniting it.

Dishonesty makes me feel vulnerable.

There is always a reason. When I look back on things that really upset me at the moment, I can always see why it happened in retrospect.

I usually need to sit with pain a while. Really feel it. Then I need to talk it out. Luckily, I am surrounded by wonderful listeners who haven't told me to shut up yet.

When my husband came to my parents' house for the first time, he asked, 'Why is everyone screaming? Why are they so angry?' I said, 'No one's angry. This is just how we communicate.

I was a super shy, shy kid, so that was kind of my way of expressing myself - to mimic what I saw on TV. I was a bit of a weird kid, but luckily my parents encouraged it.

Meditation is very important to me. I feel off-balance when I skip a day.

I knew from a young age that I wanted to perform. I went to an arts camp called Brookdale Arts Camp, in New Jersey, from the time I was 6, and then I was a counselor there through high school.

I can smell your blood now. I can smell it in every room of the house.

Nothing is forever...nothing lasts.

Basic research is when I'm doing what I don't know what I'm doing.

I was one of the many horses pulling the wagon and couldn't escape left or right because of the will of the driver.

Take life too seriously, and what is it worth? If the morning wake us to no new joys, if the evening bring us not the hope of new pleasure, is it worthwhile to dress and undress?

We must have the faith that things will work out somehow, that God will make a way for us when there seems no way.

Friendship should be surrounded with ceremonies and respects, and not crushed into corners.

It is only with the eyes open that a corporeal form returns, and assembles itself firmly around the hard core of sight.

Scatter plenty o'er a smiling land.

All we behold is miracle.