I'm saving my sick days for when I'm feeling better.

I love to cook when I have the time. I don't cook French or Mexican food with exact recipes. I just go to the supermarket and buy things that look good, and I mix it all together and invent something. Ninety-five percent of the time, I'm lucky. Sometimes not so lucky, and I say, 'Let's go out to dinner.'

This is not love. It is a crime... You can't look the other way just because you have not experienced domestic violence with your own flesh.

For me, I have to say that I like to work a lot too, but I like not working better. The perfect scenario is when you just worked and you know something's coming up, then you have four, five, six months off. But you know you're going to have a job later.

I think if I was not in love, I would probably let myself go faster. Love gives me the vanity to continue.

I love to cook for my husband and daughter. I enjoy going to the market for fresh vegetables.

Everybody has a weakness. Mine is food.