I'm one of those people who knows how lucky she is. And every day, I look around the house, and I count my blessings. They're all there under that roof.

I'm simply the mom who makes the lunch, drives to school, finds where the toys are, washes the clothes, and I'm here to play. And that's all I should be.

We don't trust anyone who does anything nice. That's just the sad world we live in.

I'm difficult on every single level. I'm aware that I can be annoying.

Nothing makes me happier than dancing. It transforms me. It's the only time I let out what is inside and I feel completely sensual and sexy and alive.

The acting thing is so beyond my control. Acting isn't mine. You're like a tiny piece in this big, corporate mechanism that needs chemistry and divine intervention.

I've learned that success comes in a very prickly package. Whether you choose to accept it or not is up to you.