Here's the thing: I had never been to Boston, my whole life. Probably because I'm a Yankee fan.

My biggest life lesson is that the past is the past. I do my best not to bring history into my present. It ain't ever easy, but it usually creates more opportunity for joyful experiences.

The greatest acting really is spoken without words, or at least I like to think that.

I come alive when there is a chance to learn or do something different.

There's moments when you have to make a split-second decision that will form you for the rest of your life.

In the years when teenagers really need to be connected to somebody, they aren't; especially in small towns where kids are bored and look for something to get them going.

I do my best to allow myself to really feel it [emotional pain]. Cry. Get all in it. Really experience my experience so that I may move through it. And talk about it. I try not to let anything get brushed over and swept under the rug.