Years ago women of my size were considered royalty.

You can either destroy your spirit or you can accept and love yourself just the way you are.

In my fantasies, I always wanted to play the ingenue, but in reality, in my bones, I am so used to playing the grandmother that I don't feel safe or even sure that I can do it

Acting forces you to ask yourself, 'Can my constitution take a decade of constant rejection?' And after ten years, you either make it or you don't. And the problem is they don't tell you in advance.

It's important to me that I look good on television because, let's face it, I'm single, and you want somebody to watch the show and fall in love with you

Isn't it amazing how celebrity status preempts even the most ingrained hatreds?

Years ago women of my size were considered royalty.