My mom started smoking when she was 11. She went to the hill next door to try her first cigarette. She set the entire hill on fire, but it didn't deter her.

If you want to be alive and live in a real world, if you want to have any emotions at all in your life, you must willingly, knowingly, repeatedly set yourself up for things possibly not ending up 'happily ever after.

Look at any black-and-white movie; everybody is smoking.

I'd had my daughter when I was a teenager - I took my daughter to college with me.

My daughter teases me once in a while saying, Remember when you used to be my mother and you had black hair?

My grandmother was a teacher, my sister was a teacher, my daughter was a teacher and is now a superintendent in northern California, and my son-in-law is a high school principal. I am surrounded.

Look up the definition of rejection in the dictionary, get really comfortable with it, and then maybe you can go into acting.