Since I travel so much, it's always great to be home. There's nothing like getting to raid my own refrigerator at two in the morning.

The world my children are growing up in is so much more sophisticated and exposed - emotionally, intellectually, sexually.

I'm frustrated by something, it's my fault for exposing myself to it in the first place. The rumor mill always seemed like a grass fire to me. Why walk out in the middle of the field, it's just going to flame out and go away just like everything else does?

I need music like I need water.

Depending on what day of the week it is and what time of the month it is, I'm a good friend or not a good friend. I'm more or less a good mom or not a good mom, more or less a good mate or not a good mate. That's just life, whether or not you're public.

Get outside. Watch the sunrise. Watch the sunset. How does that make you feel? Does it make you feel big or tiny? Because there's something good about feeling both.

I refuse to believe that we're only here to live and die.