I grew up loving horses. I was relatively obsessed, starting with my rocking horse at age 2, all the way through my painting and drawing phase.

When I really young yet feeling very old, I offered up a lot of myself to the press; I knew it was good copy.

My parents treated my like I had a brain - which, in turn, caused me to have one.

I think I'd be in an entirely different business if it were easy.

You really can't take a cat and turn it into a dog, or try and get lemons off an apple tree, or what have you.

For me, going away to work is the hardest part of my life and career.

I bought into the myth that you are not complete without romantic love, without a mate. And it can really distract you from your goals. But sometimes you have to take a leap.