Usually, when I act, I try to forget the words and let them come, and just find my way through them.

The key is to get to know people and trust them to be who they are. Instead, we trust people to be who we want them to be - and when they're not, we cry.

Every day I try to do breathing exercises, meditation, and yoga. These things sound awfully cliche, but they help me slow down and try to point to a truth.

I love dogs. They live in the moment and don't care about anything except affection and food. They're loyal and happy. Humans are just too damn complicated.

I lost my virginity when I was 14. And I haven't been able to find it.

Anxiety is part of creativity, the need to get something out, the need to be rid of something or to get in touch with something within.

I understand the self-loathing and the resentment, and the discipline that it takes to sit down in front of a typewriter or computer every single day, whether it's going well or not going well.

I may be learning guitar, but I'll never be able to sing.

I think the real heroic teachers are the ones who work with kids, like my mom and my sister do.

A dream is the mind's way of answering a question it hasn't yet figured out how to ask.

What makes me mad is arrogance, pretension, putting on airs.

And now he smiled at me. All teeth. The way only people who hadn’t learned self-consciousnessknew how to smile.

Chefs, as a whole, say yes to any project, fundraiser, or tasting because they have such a generous spirit.

The cry of the soul is for freedom. It longs for liberty, from the date of its first conscious moments.

We can learn to suppress our feelings for other reasons.

Want to know what’s more destructive than a nuclear bomb? Words.

Close your eyes and place your finger on a map. Wherever it lands, that's the theme of the evening. So many times we settle for routine dishes. This forces you to try new cuisines.

If you spend any time on the shooting of a drama, for television or movies, it's very slow and there's a lot of standing around.

From an aunt, long ago: "Death has come for me many times but finds me always in my lovely garden and leaves me there, I think, as an excuse to return.

Memento mori and obey the Lord. Art and religion love the somber chord.

Learning to read in one language helps us read a second language.