Well, as a kid I did not get Shakespeare. I just never understood it.

When I'm in pain and grief and despair, my throat is clenched and my heart hurts.

I could get away with not taking care of myself as a bachelorette but as a mom I can't.

My own approach has always been to push intense emotions down and attempt to deal with them later.

To me the biggest irony of this lifetime that I'm living is that for someone who thrives in the public eye in the creative ways that I do, I actually don't enjoy being in the public eye.

The whole idea of emotions being something we can't escape as humans, but that deep suffering that comes from resisting them, we can move out of that just by not resisting anymore. But it takes a really brave warrior soul to sit there in these emotions that admittedly don't feel good in the body.

Some of the most beautiful things that have happened to me in my life have been things that I couldn't explain.