I really love having an awareness.

I'd love to get pajamas. Good, nice and warm flannel ones.

I don't think you can create anything interesting from a comfort zone. You have to work from a place of fear and failure.

If they ever do my life story, whoever plays me needs lots of hair color and high heels.

I think, like many women, I was judgmental toward women as they aged.

I don't believe in charmed lives. I think that tragedy is part of the lesson you learn to lift yourself up, to pick yourself up and to move on.

When a person lives a very happy life they become beautiful.

I love being a woman and I love being feminine.

We all understand situations where it's swim or drown. Sometimes we surprise ourselves when we start swimming and see how well we can do it.

You choose the life you want for yourself, and then you just shut up and go about it. That's how I've lived my life.

What I know in my heart is that women and girls on the ground are powerful and that they are leaders.

I feel like oversized trousers on sale, not even made of good material, that no one wants to buy. They just hang in there hoping that someone someday will compromise for its low cost.

I'm no longer an artist, I'm a business partner.

On all things created remaineth the half-effaced signature of God, Somewhat of fair and good, though blotted by the finger of corruption.

If I were invited to a dinner party with my characters, I wouldn't show up.

That's really empowering - people recognize that I care about other things.

We lock ourselves into our own philosophies, our own religions, our own walks of life, and if we fail, we condemn ourselves and then we get sick.

I am not keeping my distance because it is uncomfortable for me, but because it is uncomfortable for them.

When God gives an assignment, he also gives the skill. Study your skills, then, to reveal your assignment.

I always feel sorry for people who think more about a rainy day ahead than sunshine today.

My smile faded, and I suddenly felt confused. My heart leapt in my chest. "Why would you do that for me?" "What wouldn't I do for you?