I gave up coffee. It's almost worse than giving up a lover.

No one has ever bought me underwear, and I'm a little bummed about that. Maybe it's not such a big deal any more.

I realize that once I stopped fighting the technical process of how to move my body, I made it choreography.

I have achieved everything through either hard work or luck.

As long as I have enough money for makeup artists, everything is okay. I feel young and very free. But one day, my face will be too old for the camera.

I had prepared myself for the second half of my life [to be] filled with other passions that don't include being in front of the camera. And then all of a sudden I got more work and more work and more work. And I went, "Well maybe things have shifted." And I think they have.

I believe that every human being has mental challenges.