I have impossible standards.

I'm such a grandma. I don't tweet; I don't have a Facebook page.

I have two young kids. So my VCR, like, you kind of have to sift through a lot of, like, 'Animal Mechanicals,' 'Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.'

You find your tribe and you stick with them.

My awesome career has been nothing but chaos. Whatever comes toward me feels like the right thing to do in the moment and that's great.

It's okay to be two things at once and a paradox. Everybody is. As humans for survival we like to label things in a split second. It is how we don't implode from anxiety.

I'm very tactile. I'm a big hugger, one of those huggy people.

Everything you think you're supposed to feel even, or do. When it doesn't match up with what everything that the culture is telling you to do, you feel like a failure.

There was something about the Cleveland Play House that was the holiest place - you know, with the ghost light on the stage and the brick. It was just the most beautiful theater in the world.

People want to give advice but can't take it themselves.

I've never been with an uncircumcised guy.

You can dance in a hurricane, but only if you're standing in the eye.

The security light made me feel safe, though I knew that was an illusion. If there's light, you can just see what's coming for you a little more clearly.

Since my adaptation of Ian McEwan's 'Atonement,' I get sent a lot of novels that people think will work as movies. So every now and then I make a point of sitting down and reading a couple of them.

Heraclitus says that Pittacus, when he had got Alcæus into his power, released him, saying, "Forgiveness is better than revenge.

Drama school is fundamentally practical. I didn't write any essays, so I came out with a BA honors degree in acting.

That’s hard core, Gin,” Finn replied. “Very hard core. Kind of kinky too.” A grim smile tightened my lips. “That’s me. Gin Blanco. Hard core and kinky to the bitter end.

Winning is about heart, not just legs. It's got to be in the right place.

That desert of loneliness and recrimination that men call love.

On what can we now place our hopes of solving the many riddles which still exist as to the origin and composition of cosmic rays?

Weak faith will as surely land the Christian in heaven as strong faith, for it is impossible the least dram of true grace should perish