All my fans tell me what a glamorous life I have, but I tell them how hard I work and how many nights I spend alone with my dogs, eating chicken pot pie in my bedroom.

That's something I go through every day - you know - Am I good enough to act?

I did not read Gone with the Wind, although I've seen the movie, and I read every book on Margaret Mitchell.

I prefer cozy and warm to stark and sterile. You don't have to spend a lot of money to give your place personality.

I can't stand unpacking.

You read stuff about yourself and you think, My God, where are these people coming up with these things? Why am I the one that they're picking on?

I was raised to stand up for myself, if I feel I'm in the right. Maybe it would have been best if I'd just gone home with my swollen cheek.