I always said if it gets to a point where I really want a child, I would adopt; kids are amazing, so I'm getting the selfish stuff out of my system so when I have them I can say, 'Go, run. I have plenty of money, go play.'

I'm like the queen of planning and scheduling and I'm trying very hard to stop it. I just want to finish what I'm doing and go home. I want to have a weekend. I want to have breakfast, a stack of pancakes.

I think everything is going to be devastatingly sad - when the phone rings, I know somebody in my family's been hurt, somebody's going to die. I'm sure a therapist would go, 'That's not a good way to live,' but every time it's not that bad thing, I'm so thankful and appreciative.

I grew up in a way where I didn't realize there were limitations.I always thought I could speak my mind.

We don't have to pretend to be something that we're not.

Don't corral me, and I'll always come home. Just let me go out and play during the day.

I don't think we spend enough time in silence, just realizing what's floating around in our noggin.