In the early part of my life I carried the flame for fiery women: perky women who were not dumb.

An actress in a film starts every day with an hour and a half in front of a mirror, with hair and make-up and costumes.

I am one of the happiest people I know. And that's a weird place to have arrived at from being a depressed Jewish kid.

I happen to be interested in watching a face age. I like faces of women aging so it makes me personally quite sad. That's a beautiful gift from God. If people don't want to see that anymore then I won't be in anymore movies.

I need my family to remind me in a loving and nice way to lighten up.

I will walk out on a scene if it's all lit and ready to go but it's not happening.

Never say never, but the thought of electively cutting oneself is beyond my grasp, and I also object to it politically. Denying the lines on our faces makes a comment about age and wisdom I don't care to make.