You don't have to have a language in common with someone for a sexual rapport. But it helps if the language you don't understand is Italian.

I go to Malawi twice a year. It's where two of my children were adopted from, and I have a lot of projects there that I go and check up on and children who I look after. It's sort of a commitment that I've made to this country and the hundreds of thousands of children there who have been orphaned by AIDS.

To me, the whole process of being a brush stroke in someone else's painting is a little difficult

I'll stop when I run out of ideas.

My father had to go to work, I used to think he was a jerk. I didn't know his heart was broken, and not another word was spoken.

If you have to ask for something more than once or twice, it wasn't yours in the first place. And that's hard to accept when you love someone.

Just like a prayer, your voice can take me there.