Work was never about wanting fame or money. I never thought about that. I loved getting the job, going to rehearsal, playing someone else, hanging around with a bunch of actors. I needed that, the way you need water.

James Wilkie is so conscious of the time we spend together. I try to be home to tuck him in at least four nights a week, and if I'm not, he's not letting me get away with anything. The other night I was sitting with him on the steps before Matthew and I went out to the theater, and he looked at me and said, `Mama, this has got to stop. Go upstairs and take that dress off.'

I don't judge others. I say if you feel good with what you're doing, let your freak flag fly.

I think women should have what they determine to be a staple in their closet, because who's to say that my staple is someone else's staple? I'm this tall, and I live in this city, and I have to walk the kids to school, and I don't tend to drive as much - my life requirements are radically different than yours or hers or his. Staples are: What do you need? And then, what do you want? "Need" comes first, typically; "want" gets taken care of occasionally.

I don't believe in email. I'm an old-fashioned girl. I prefer calling and hanging up.

Trying to be a man is a waste of a woman?

Sunscreen! It is a recent discovery and now I can't live without it - that and drinking lots of water and moisturizing.