I'm very, very sad to say that the only Sondheim show I've done is "A Little Night Music" and it was when I was in college.

If you can learn to love yourself and all the flaws, you can love other people so much better. And that makes you so happy.

Not everyone is going to like what you do or what you have to offer. However, if you can’t see yourself doing anything else, and you have the drive and ambition, get the training and go for it.

I was on the cheerleading squad and drama and the choir, but I was friends with everybody. I was not a partier. I was too Type A and crazy about my grades, but I was still there at everything.

You will have the highest of highs and the lowest of lows, just remember to always handle yourself with grace and dignity.

Life's too short. I'm not!

Laughter is life-giving. It makes you breathe.

I love live theater; I like the relationship between the show and the audience. That's my comfort zone, but more than anything, it's what makes me happy.

I'm constantly learning, and that is the greatest gift of life in my opinion - to always be learning and growing.

Oatmeal tastes so good on its own, you don't even need to add sugar.

Two scoops of crazy with a side of coo coo ca choo

Too much freedom can lead to the soul's decay.

Like every writer, I am asked where my work originates, and if I knew I would go there more often to find more.

I have thought that men and women should never come together except in bed. There is the only place where their natural hatred of each other is not so apparent.

No talking. Talking doesn't play football, talking isn't going to make you practice harder or play harder.

He is dead who called me into being, and when I shall be no more the very remembrance of us both will speedily vanish.

Fear travels fast. Love travels a little more slowly. Rationale takes a little more consideration.

A truly equal world would be one where women ran half our countries and companies and men ran half our homes.

In advertising, I was frustrated by having to deal with the client. It was the only time I really worked in a proper office, and I didn't like it-simple as that.

Reason? That dreary shed, that hutch for grubby schoolboys.

Honestly, I haven't the time to read contemporary writers. I know this is awful, but in the main it is true.