By the time I turned 18, I moved into a little chalet of my own and felt very grown-up.

You never know what someone is dealing with behind closed doors. You only know what you see or what you think you see.

There are hundreds of thousands of kids walking around with a sleeping monster inside them.

There's a fine line between genius and insanity, as we all know.

I've always turned my anger inwards towards self-destruction.

The weight is off my shoulders. I don't live in the past anymore. I look forward, instead of back.

I am so saddened by the loss of our dear friend, Bonnie Franklin. She was just full of light and love. Bonnie will be very much missed by all the people she touched with her love.