The best you can hope for is a great collaborator.

All my references are 50 years old-when somebody shot J.R., you know? Oh my god, I'm 100!

My mother had lived in London since I was little, so she never got to see my school plays and stuff.

I remember feeling a huge amount of anxiety and worry and pressure. At that point I was headed into acting school. That was 100 percent the only thing I thought I wanted to do. But then I got through my first year of college, and I was, like, humming and rolling around, pretending to be a lion in acting classes at NYU and visiting our classmate Charlie Gregg at Harvard, where he was actually learning things. So I changed my mind: I decided I actually wanted a different kind of education, and that was an incredibly freeing idea.

I'm sure you've felt this way along the way: Yes, I got to do what I wanted to do. But it was much harder than I thought it was going to be, and it continues to be. You never get to a place that is a place of rest. I think that's OK. It's not bad - life is hard work!

None of my characters have really had jobs.

The parts for women, you're either like the quietly suffering wife or the wild girl.