I was born into big celebrity. It could only diminish.

My mom is a little bit eccentric. I mean, she does - she has a lot of unique ideas. For example, she thought that I should have a child with her last husband, Richard, because it would have nice eyes.

Still, the word "boyfriend" starts to sound pathetic after age 30.

Ambition is exhausting. It makes you friends with people for the wrong reasons, just like drugs.

In my opinion, a problem derails your life and an inconvenience is not being able to get a nice seat on the un-derailed train.

I wanted to be, you know, just no different than anybody else.

From here on out, there's just reality. I think that's what maturity is: a stoic response to endless reality. But then, what do I know?