To be human is to have a whole spectrum of these experiences that arise within us.

At times, I've been so absolutely terrified of what I was about to do, whether it was public speaking or performance. Whatever it was, sometimes it had me really, really shaking in my shoes, and I decided that I was going to do it no matter what. And, of course, the critic is there, and afterwards, there's this, "Was it good enough? Was it really all I wanted to say?"

Fundamentally, we are all in the same place: we're born, we live, and we're going to die. In between, we'll have joy and we'll have sadness.

I've thought about what is an alternative word to feminism. There isn't one. It's a perfectly good word. And it can't be changed.

Desire, despair, desire. So many monsters.

The dynamic between two individuals starts off with everything warm and nice and fabulous and good. Working and living together can serve you quite well, but when it starts to go wrong - oh, boy!

I'm not intensely private - I talk a great deal about my life and my work - I just don't play the game to excess.