I don't let negative criticism, for the most part, bother me.

I can't stand that - those women in 'Waiting to Exhale' now. I can't stand them. But that's because I'm 53 and not 33. But what they were experiencing at 33, I identified with it.

I want to push the fast-forward button until I get back to happy.

We get divorce, we get conned, someone we love dies, or we can't find anybody to love us or somebody breaks our heart and we realize this fairy tale ain't fair. So we suffer.

I would like to think that as a result of not just my own experiences, but at least being empathetic and compassionate about other people's experiences and plights and tragedies, that I am affected by it and learn from it.

Pay attention to the things that agitate you. It will tell you a lot about yourself.

Back then I confused passions and orgasms with love. It look me years to realize the two weren't synonymous.