My mother was into opera and my father was into jazz, so there was a lot of jazz in the house where I grew up.

The bickering and fighting and hating that women do with each other - it's going to kill us as a race of people.

You've just got to follow your own path. You have to trust your heart and you have to listen to the warnings.

It's time for those of us who have a voice to speak out for life, for love and for justice using the same media we've used throughout our careers.

When I was in my twenties, it felt like I was riding wild horses, and I was hoping I didnt go over a cliff.

As you get older, though, you realize there are fire extinguishers. You do have an ability to control the flames.

But really, we also need to learn how to love one another as women. How to appreciate and respect each other.

I want to give some positive messages and to empower some people.

I'd been in a vicious cycle and circle of people and couldn't see my way out. So I picked myself up one day about 15 years ago and moved where I didn't know anyone.

Painted faces, sun burnt skin, fixed expressions, smiles worn thin.

I'm a woman and I'm a backbone...everybody needs one.

She moved to pinch me again but I blocked her hand. I'm no expert on girls, but when one tries to pinch you four times, I'm pretty sure that's flirting.

Babies cry at birth because it is the first time they experience separation from love.

You know, it would be much less trouble if you were willing to bat your magic eyelashes.

What I love is the span between 'Action' and 'Cut'. What I do in that span is what I love about my job".

Allow yourself to let go, surrender, and breathe in the beautiful world that is waiting for you just outside of your comfort zone.

More often than not, you find players seeing something that they can help another player with or reinforce something the coaches are seeing. Veterans do that regularly with younger players.

Not much comes easy in this world, Sonny. If it does, it's best to be suspicious of it. It's probably not worth much.

For those who believe, no explanation is necessary; for those who do not believe, no explanation will suffice.

One chord is fine. Two chords are pushing it. Three chords and you're into jazz.

If people were possessed by reason, running marathons would never work. But we are not creatures of reason. We are creatures of passion.