What a wonderful time for women on television.

The reason I met my husband was because I remembered a friend's birthday. The moral of the story is: Remember people's birthdays.

The best thing a person can be is of-some-use.

If you walk down the street and smile at someone, that will get passed on to the next person. That has the power to change someone's day.

My love life is nobody's business... if I give it to 40 million people to read, what do I have left when I go home? I'm protective of my personal life that way.

I love being one half of a romantic couple.

A good wife is someone who thinks she has done everything right: raising the kids, being there for the husband, being home, trying to do it all.

It might be scary because you're taking a risk, but at the end of the day you can say you tried.

Small gestures can have a big impact.

Believe anything is possible and then work like hell to make it happen.

The power of saying no is so much more than the power of saying yes.

It is a fine thing to establish one's own religion in one's heart, not to be dependent on tradition and second-hand ideals. Life will seem to you, later, not a lesser, but a greater thing.

Your past is just a story. And once you realise this, it has no power over you.

It is the darkness that makes the light visible, and not the other way around.

O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?

Putting your ego aside and confronting your weaknesses and just letting things happen is hard. Not to use a Scientology term, but it's difficult to do an emotional or an artistic audit.

It is increasingly hard for young white people to find jobs, and I can understand why white parents are worried about the future.

Moved by the perfection of His holy love, God in Christ substituted Himself for us sinners. That is the heart of the cross of Christ.

That's what's inspiring to me - finding someplace where people haven't already seen themselves in a certain light.

When you wish upon a star, you just might become one.

Imagination applied to the whole world is vapid in comparison to imagination applied to a detail.