I'm an utterly average, total geek.

Los Angeles is such a town of show business, and I'm a terrible celebrity. I find it difficult - it's the beast that must be fed. There's this big wheel of pictures and articles that goes around, and you get pinned on it.

I don't think I realized that the cost of fame is that it's open season on every moment of your life.

The babies are amazing ... They begin each day all warm and sleepy, smelling of promise.

I think people who come into my home feel comfortable and welcome and loved. And the biggest thing in my living room (the fireplace) is in and of itself an expression of love.

My mom used to make everything. She had a great garden and composted and made everything from scratch - peanut butter, bread, jelly, everything. I don't know how she did it because all those things take time and love and labour. I only do half the stuff she does - but there's still time.

When you end up happily married, even the failed relationships have worked beautifully to get you there.