In high school, I was so painfully self-aware that how I thought of myself was probably very different from what other people thought of me. I thought of myself as just painfully awkward and dorky. I had a lot of hair and was kind of weird. I sang a lot in the hallways.

You're nothing to me until you're everything.

I was one of seven, and we took a lot of road trips - long road trips. And this was before iPhones and iPads and DVD players in cars. I remember how novel it was when I got my own Walkman so I could listen to music.

I think a lot of times we don't pay enough attention to people with a positive attitude because we assume they are naive or stupid or unschooled.

A man who's powerful and strong yet is able to show tenderness and vulnerability, that's really sexy.

If you're not excited by it, why do you do it?

I'd love to be a diva. But I'd then have to send so many apology notes for my abhorrent behaviour.