My parents grew up in the Depression. Despite the success that they both had in their lives, there's a certain mentality that tells you to finish all the food that's on your plate and not wasting anything and appreciating what's on the table.

Listen - I like musicals. Even when they're bad, there's a couple of dancers I can watch.

I've been very lucky not to have turned down too many roles that I've later regretted.

The political nonsense of network television and the culture of a set and all the problems that that can create, I can take. I can't take betraying the truth of what I'm doing. It cuts to the absolute core of everything that I do in the craft, in this world that I live in.

Families are like puzzles. They fit together in a certain way, and if one piece is missing, it throws everything off.

Surviving the grind of 18-hour days and getting up at four in the morning to work out for an hour so I'd have the energy to do it again the next day. I did not know I had that discipline. I did not know I had the discipline to learn a seven-page scene in three hours to shoot that day or the next day. I didn't know that I was capable of realizing that potential.

I would love to be in the position where the role is challenging enough that I need three months to prepare for it and then six months to live the life of character.