Since I had the baby I can't tolerate anything violent or sad, I saw the Matrix and I had my eyes closed through a lot of it, though I didn't need to. I would peek, and then think, oh OK, I can see that

I'd played dumbasses a lot. On Mad About You, I played a very dumb waitress and they saw me.

I have trouble describing characters because there is just too much going on in human beings.

Is it me? Is it like I have a beacon that only dogs and men with severe emotional problems can hear?

There was a time there when I thought going out was so fun. I don't know how it happens, but suddenly that's not a priority anymore.

I've been careful to keep my life separate because it's important to me to have privacy and for my life not to be a marketing device for a movie or a TV show. I'm worth more than that.

[Detractors] are just wrong, and that's okay. They just don't see it yet. That's what I would tell myself to keep those moments of doubt, only moments.