I just listened to that inner voice. By the way, it's always a good move to listen to that inner voice... if it doesn't lead to a crime

I actually made an effort to reject acting, to shove it out of my body, because I didn't want my kids to have an actress as a mother-to have, like, a silly person.

I hate cosmetics companies. They get you addicted to the perfect lipstick or nail polish and then, six months later, they discontinue it. You have to buy your favorite colors like you're storing up for the Apocalypse.

I'll accept being Phoebe to people for a while longer, given how much fun it was. That's totally fair.

At 45, you know what you're doing, but you're still not done.

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.

My hair got lighter, and I gradually went blonde. I liked it. Had more fun. But my image of myself in my head is this dark-haired person.