The panic attacks - I still have them. They started when I was around 8. They always have to do with my death

I'm living out a childhood fantasy. Our house is in a historic district of a small town that I used to read about in storybooks

I tell people to monitor their self-pity. Self-pity is very unattractive.

Reality is hard. It is no walk in the park, this thing called life.

Actors take risks all the time. We put ourselves on the line. It is creative to be able to interpret someone's words and breathe life into them.

I never did quite fit the glamour mode. It is life with my husband and family that is my high now.

I'm going to be 58, and I'm a woman. In this business, that seems to be a bigger crime than being mentally ill