Professionally, I have no age.

It begins and ends with money. It's absurd in this day and age when we need so much money for education, health, for people, that a $100 million dollars can be spent on a film. It's obscene

I think my mission is to become the greatest human I can. I know that sounds pompous, but what else do we have?

You’re not too smart, are you? I like that in a man

I do not admire young actresses whose foreheads cannot move.

What makes me angry? The education of children. How in God's name can you expect to have a functioning society the way we teach our kids?

Crimes of Passion, which is one of the best films I've done, will live strongly in my resume, even though it didn't do well

My father was a diplomatic officer. As a diplomat's daughter, you have to learn to present yourself very early on.

I'm not bad, I'm just drawn that way.

I rent houses in LA when I'm filming. I find the isolation there terrifying. There's nowhere to go, there's nowhere to be with people. I'm not a beach bunny

I don't believe in simply accumulating money, but I have the luxury to say that, because I have enough for all my needs

Happiness is always on the other side of being teachable.

Outstanding leaders go out of their way to boost the self-esteem of their personnel. If people believe in themselves, it's amazing what they can accomplish.

Obviously social media has had a massive impact on the fame game, but not in a positive way. But it can be for some.

To be right with God has often meant to be in trouble with men.

I was a pretty good fighter. But it was the writers who made me great.

The year goes wrong, and tares grow strong, Hope starves without a crumb; But God's time is our harvest time, And that is sure to come.

I'm like a fatter version of Amy Winehouse and a skinnier version of Lily Allen.

The heaviest object in the world is the body of the woman you have ceased to love.

I have felt that the Gita teaches us that what cannot be followed in day-to-day practice cannot be called religion.

Outside, a gusty October breeze was combing leaves from the trees and sending them across her backyard in colorful skitters.