My father was very strict, but mostly I just didn't know how to behave on a date.

I was considered the black sheep of the family, neighbours didn't want their kids playing with me.

It's simple. Eat well, exercise and get lots of sleep but make sure you indulge occasionally. At my age , I think , what the hell , and eat a Krispy Kreme doughnut !

I relax by taking my bicycle apart and putting it back together again.

I used to smoke two packs a day and I just hate being a nonsmoker.... but I will never consider myself a nonsmoker because I always find smokers the most interesting people at the table.

Somewhere along the line I made the switch and was able to look at the bright side rather than the dark sida all the time. Now I look at everything I have and think how lucky I am.

You know, the more you can meet people from different walks of life, the better it is for you. I think the more you can create situations and experiences that give you new perspective, the better.

For me, getting comfortable with being famous was hard - that whole side of it, the loss of anonymity, the loss of privacy. Giving up that part of your life and not having control of it.

I find the less you focus on your flaws, the better off you are. Be yourself and be glad of who you are.

Love humiliates you. Hatred cradles you.

People make a lot of jokes about the empty nest. Let me tell you, it is no laughing matter. It is really hard.

There is a dialectic between common humanity and particular ways of being human.

You don’t read to exercise the mind but to take voyages

The journey for women, no matter what venue it is - politics, business, film - it's, it's a long journey.

My mom has raised me saying, "Always be yourself." So to be able to play a character that verifies just that, is such a thrill and adventure for me.

When I'm onstage, I'm acting.

However far I gaze Neither cherry blossoms nor Crimson leaves are in sight. Only a fisherman's hut on the shore In the autumnal evening.

Which is ideology? Which not? You shall know them by their assertion of truth, their contempt for considered reflection, and their fear of debate.

I may not remember my name or what country I live in, but you and that pie is something I will never forget.

The perfect man? A poet on a motorcycle.

Is it not a great temptation to be so valiant in imagination and so cowardly in execution?