I can keep my head together in a crisis.

Sometimes decisions get made and it ends up being God doing for you what you couldn't do for yourself.

Let me tell you, hitting 40 is not fun.

When I was eight years old, or I may have been younger, my aunt picked me up and threw me in the pool and I didn't know how to swim. It was like, "Conquer your fear and just get on with it." It must have made an impact on me.

I had been warned not to get on a motorcycle, sort of. I think there is a clause in most general basic contracts to keep yourself in one piece and not alter your looks without telling them first.

I don't mind playing the same character, but if it's not well done, then I'm not interested.

I have insecurities about being a good mom, or balancing my career with motherhood. All of those are very strong, very real obstacles. My motto is just unconsciously, and maybe now consciously because I'm saying it, is sink or swim. I'm a fighter.