I'm really into nutrition from the inside out.

God loves you and everything about you, so why beat up on your precious self.

Nobody can tell you how to be a good wife or husband.

Being a parent is the hardest job ever in life.

Exercise is about being grateful for the body you have and sustaining the life you have.

Between the kids, the jobs and everything, no matter what color you are, cardio is probably not on the top of your list.

I enjoy using coconut oil - not only for my skin and hair, but I'll digest it.

My humor is a lot like Kristen Wiig's from 'Saturday Night Live' or 'Bridesmaids.' Quirky, off the beaten path.

Being away from home was tough, but the challenge and the thrill of being on Broadway was so fulfilling, and I'm thankful to my husband for making it possible and holding it down at home.

Not just as a black woman, but as a woman, since the beginning of time, beauty has been our responsibility.

My daughter has a vivid imagination, and so does my son.

Like so many others my story begins with that same old line…. ‘So anyway, there was this guy….’ Until one day…. there wasn’t.And nothing was ever the same after that….

Money talks and walks, but it does not bark.

Only the descent into the hell of self-knowledge can pave the way to godliness.

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single girl in possession of her right mind must be in want of a decent man.

though the wide universe is full of good, no kernel of nourishing corn can come to him but through his toil bestowed on that plot of ground which is given to him to till.

Hermès and my own brand share the same philosophy, the same vision of women, but the two aren't identical.

But in fact if you look at film as a metaphor, only through the negative can you have the positive print. What I'm trying to get to is the positive value of negation.

I feel it in me like a woman having a baby, all that life churning inside me. I feel it every day; it moves, stretches, yawns. It's getting ready to be born. It knows exactly what it is.

Her lips are roses over-washed with dew, Or like the purple of Narcissus' flower; No frost their fair, no wind doth waste their power, But by her breath her beauties to renew.

You can swim, too." he says. "Where did you learn that in District Twelve?" "We have a very big bathtub.