When I was about seven, I started touring the globe as part of New York's La MaMa theater company - without my parents!

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

When I was 12, all I wanted was to be good at school, and to do something admirable, something you can't take away from me because I'm not popular or beautiful enough.

I don't know what it is, exactly, but there's a negative drag on film sets after the second week or so, a mutinous vibe because the infinite capacities of the directors and everybody else become quite finite and everybody's under the gun and it becomes work.

You can't get work without working.

Blessings come in disguise. And challenges can be a blessing.

I take comfort that aging happens to everybody. It's part of life. Aging offers great lessons in dignity, since the indignity wins in the end. Yes, it bothers me when I have lines or puffiness or droops. But it connects me with the human race. Like weather bringing people together, aging brings people together.