I have so little sex appeal that my gynecologist calls me "sir."

If you're not a wreck in this business, you're not around.

Nothing is yours permanently so you better enjoy it while it's happening.

Having my daughter, I screamed for twenty-three hours straight. And that was just during conception.

If God wanted us to bend over he'd put diamonds on the floor.

I think actual death will be a lot easier than dying on stage. Cause - you know - if you do [actual death] right, you can go looking good. Maybe with a little quip [like]: 'I loved everybody.' But dying on stage...Oh, God!

I've always hate child stars, starting from way back when, when I was a child. The first child star I saw was Shirley Temple. She was six years old, two foot six and the biggest star in Hollywood. She wore ribbons in her hair, and frilly little pinafores and shiny patent-leather tap shoes - just like the boys in Glee do.