The rain is sharp today, as you shock me sane.

My father was a preacher in Maryland and we had crab feasts - with corn on the cob, but no beer, being Methodist - outside on the church lawn.

People can travel great distances on a computer, so why can't we travel that way emotionally?

I see the dream and I see the nightmare, and I believe you can't have the dream without the nightmare.

There is a phenomenal amount of pressure on women in this industry: they are considered vintage by the time they hit their mid-30s.

I remember driving to North Carolina when I was a little girl in a snowstorm to get down to my mom's family in the Carolinas. There were chains on the car - it was the late sixties - and we were just singing in the car. Christmas carols.

At 15, I knew someone whose mother cooked macrobiotic, so I persuaded my mother to go macrobiotic with me.