I really, really want to go to Paris. I've never been.

I lived in Lancaster, Pennsylvania, until eighth grade, and then my high-school years were in Rochester, New York.

If you're creating anything at all, it's really dangerous to care about what people think.

It sounds so cheesy, but there's something very powerful about looking in the mirror and asking yourself a question. Because I think it's really hard to lie.

When you go out of your comfort zone and it works there's nothing more satisfying.

With improv, it's a combination of listening and not trying to be funny.

I don't know about the romantic comedy route, although never say never.

The weddings that I've been in have been pretty mellow.

Maybe studios don't want to see women acting in a way that isn't womanly. Maybe people don't.

I can relate to having those people in your life that you feel are moving on to this great, big, normal life and you're like, 'What's wrong with me?'

I think no matter what kind of life you have, whether it looks one way to people or another way, you always have moments when you imagine a different life.

She's in trouble, but I envy her.

...the oppressor is truly repressed. Their poverty is existential, often surrounded by an abundance of material goods. (Leonardo Boff, p. 179)

I don't have all that great an awareness of how people see me in life. I don't find myself thinking about it a lot.

By working one can bend fortune. She is fond of crafty men.

Not surprisingly, work-life moaners tend to be a phenomenon of below-average performers.

Who has spoken and it came to pass, unless the Lord has commanded it? Is it not from the mouth of the Most High that good and bad come?

Self-promotion has never been a point, and I'm incredibly inept at self-promotion. Talking about myself is a little less inspiring than talking about the character.

Staying present and staying myself in the midst of others is important.

Art lies by its own artifice.

I have this prejudice that trilogies are long, three-volume novels.