I've created a chaotic life, and then I get on edge because of it.

A girl told me my lips looked like somebody had pressed strawberry yogurt against my face.

Isn't it so weird the day you wake up and you're just going with the flow? And you just suddenly are a mom.

I was putting so much time and energy into just my work, but I was raised [to believe] that family comes first.

Guys are kind of retarded until they're about 30.

I was the youngest child and really spoiled. I loved to play make-believe. I loved pretending to be all kinds of different people and it just seemed natural that I would go into acting.

I haven't been to rehab, I don't do anything eccentric - I'm really boring.

I'm the most uncoordinated clumsy, klutzy person. I always had a bruise, I always tripped and fell.

I like going on location for films.

Adoption has been a part of my life and a part of my family, so it was how I wanted to start. It felt natural and right to me.

The world is still very bigoted.

She was thinking of doing a little Cuervo therapy.

In myself I am nothing. It all comes from God and the Virgin Mary.

Whether we call it a job or a career, work is more than just something we do. It is a part of who we are.

Life is a memory, and then it is nothing.

I've finally figured out what's wrong with photography. It's a one-eyed man looking through a little 'ole. Now, how much reality can there be in that?

Firing is always difficult. The right way: one-on-one. The wrong way: snickering in front of other people, or via email.

The American belief machine apparently has a fail-safe component. Nothing shuts it down.

We could all be lucky. We could all be what we want to be, instead of who someone else told us to be.

I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. It took seven languages to make me; it would be nice if I could have spoken just one.

From a hologrammatic viewpoint, ...you are one little physical image that reflects all of humanity when projected spiritually upon the cosmic screen.