I had worked my whole life. Until I became a mother, that's the only way I measured my value.

The thing is most people are afraid to step out, to take a chance beyond their established identity.

I truly believe you can't buy your way into genuine love. You can surely buy companionship, but I don't think [love] has a price tag on it.

While you're pregnant you're made to feel not beautiful or sexually viable. You're either sexy, or you're a mother. I didn't want to have to choose, so I challenged that.

I don't know if I personally instill a fear in people, but I think that there are things that I have been involved in that perhaps stir up their own personal fears.

There is no way to reach your fullest potential if you don't really find the love of yourself.

Work has enhanced and certainly supported my feelings toward myself, because it's been a reflection of goals I've set. But if you're not happy with yourself on the inside, then what does it matter?