I hate Christmas, really. I don't really give presents away or expect any.

It feels good to know you contributed positively to another's life, to their happiness, to their survival. It gives us a sense of purpose.

You can't improvise if you are tense. Or thinking too much. You have to really let it go.

I grew up in the South Bronx, raised by my grandmother, who scrapped and scraped to make sure I had a roof over my head and food in my stomach. I was painfully aware of what it was like to live with limited resources and a certain level of uncertainty.

I've always said that if anything - whether it was film or television - was something I responded to, then I was open to it.

If it gets to the point where I actually physically cannot have a child, there's plenty of children in the world that need a stable home and loving parent. I'm so down for adoption.

Failure isn't really an option because, as my grandmother used to say, "Nothing beats a failure but a try."