It's taken me a long time to learn to accept the risks and just be willing to try it over and over again.

I still love the people I’ve loved, even if I cross the street to avoid them.

It's an interesting thing to be in your forties and evaluate success and take ownership of some disasters and some pain and try to forgive a little bit - yourself and others.

I had to go to a mirror and look at it. I couldn't picture myself in my own head. I had no image beyond a stick figure. I wasn't a mean person as a kid, or dumb, and something has to be said to justify excluding you.

Nobody seemed to have any perspective any longer. Those were low points. But we got through it.

I've learned that every working mom is a superwoman.

It's hard sometimes if you think a character should look a certain way and you're being pushed to do it differently. I've had fights over that. That's why it's so important that you work with good people.