I grew up in a mostly Buddhist environment.

Fun wouldn't be the right word... it was the most difficult, challenging, physical, extraordinary stretch I've ever had to make, in all those wild regards.

You know what daring really is to me? It's maybe much more simple: the willingness to get up and try it again. It's not about whether or not you fall down, it's how you get back up. And I've taken quite a few tumbles, myself.

Motherhood definitely took the focus off of my work. And I didn't mind. I had a few panics when I thought that if I wanted to work I couldn't get a job anymore and then I would get one once in a while and it would make me feel better.

And also I think particularly as a female, you're taught to be defensive your whole life. You're taught not to be aggressive.

Even, today, when people tell me I'm beautiful, I do not believe a word of it.

I was an escapee of childhood. I always wanted to grow up.