I read books more than I go out.

How many times can you say, "No yanking on one another's genitals?" Everything is hilarious until someone starts crying.

There's an expression: Great is the enemy of the good. Sometimes in trying to be great, you make a mess of things.

[Preparing for award shows] gets insane. The dress, the hair, the makeup...I end up always picking the dress at the last second.

I tell my kids, "Look, your life is a video game, and I have to get you from level zero to 18 as an independent person with all your skills and limbs intact. Every time you hit your brother or throw food, you're taking us all back."

Kids don't seem to recognize when they're hungry until they're starving and in the emergency zone, so I'm like, "Who wants some apple slices and cheese?"

I had many decades of me time and now I just don't have that anymore. There are days when I rail against it.