I will never have a drink and get behind the wheel of a car. It's not illegal to drink and drive, but there becomes a certain point where it does become a crime.

Life comes full circle.

After the crash happened, I was so humiliated and embarrassed. I thought of Mothers Against Drunk Drivers, that they must hate me.

Our family has gone through a very difficult time. My husband and I have taken the brunt of it. I've never known what it truly felt like to be so sad and desperate inside.

I'm not a religious person. I'm Catholic, so I consider myself more of a spiritual person. I believe in God.

Anorexia, you starve yourself. Bulimia, you binge and purge. You eat huge amounts of food until you're sick and then you throw up. And anorexia, you just deny yourself. It's about control.

I don't believe things happen in vain. I believe they happen for a reason.

I'm the most cynical person, and I know what that sounds like when you say, I don't drink and drive, and I don't. But I know people look at that with skepticism, and I understand.

You can't enjoy life if you're not nourishing your body.

I've experienced the tabloids when I had anorexia.

I had a very public battle with anorexia.

Study the assumptions behind your actions. Then study the assumptions behind your assumptions.

Time is a great manager: it arranges things well.

If you want to be the best, you have to do things that other people aren't willing to do.

We're not interested in confiscating their guns, as long as they are legitimate gun owners, as long as they store them appropriately, transport them appropriately and so on...

My parents never pressured me except to advise me against acting.

Why was it that cheering expressions were invariably so infuriating?

Truth is I thought it mattered. I thought that music mattered. But does it? Bollocks! Not compared to how people matter.

The water in a vessel is sparkling; the water in the sea is dark. The small truth has words which are clear; the great truth has great silence.

If you're not getting older, you're dead.

Simplicity survives the changes of fashion. Women of chic are wearing now dresses they bought from me in 1936. Fit the century, forget the year.