So many roads. So many detours. So many choices. So many mistakes.

You can't do four movies and be good to everybody and be flying all night and shooting all day with a different wig and then be going to sing on Broadway without feeling a little tired. You endlessly feel you're letting somebody down.

The firsts go away - first love, first kiss, first baby. You have to create new ones.

I still like getting dressed up and having the opportunity to borrow beautiful dresses, but as a mother - and as somebody who's schedule isn't always my own - I don't shop a lot, or think about clothes a lot.

It's like the riddle of the Sphinx... why are there so many great unmarried women, and no great unmarried men?

I developed a really strong work ethic, and I don't take anything for granted.

I find it so ironic that all you do, for the earliest part of your life, is try to be like everybody else. And then you turn 30, and you realize all you want to do is distinguish yourself in some way.