My mother never really thought I could become anything.
I am a nice person. I care about my driver having lunch, you know.
I don't read music. Not even essentially. Not even nonessentially.
I'll see a celadon green room in an 18th century New Hampshire house and just fall in love. Colors stay in my head.
I only began to sing because I couldn't get a job as an actress.
When I was working a lot, I felt guilty as a parent. I couldn't pick up my son every day from school, bake him cookies and that kind of thing.