I'm Enjoying Simplifying Things.

You Know What Makes Me Feel Old? When I See Girls Who Are 20-something, Or The New Crop Of Actresses, And I Think, Aren't We Kind Of The Same Age? You Lose Perspective. Or Being Offered The Part Of A Woman With A 17-year-old Child. It's Like, "i'm Not Old Enough To Have A 17-year-old!" And Then You Realize, Well, Yeah, You Are.

There Is Nothing You Can Control About Love.

My Approach Is Just Being Conscious Of Everything.

I'm Sprouting More Than One Wonderful Grey Hair.

Am I Lonely? Yes. Am I Upset? Yes. Am I Confused? Yes. Do I Have My Days When I've Thrown A Little Pity Party For Myself? Absolutely. But I'm Also Doing Really Well. I'd Be A Robot If I Said I Didn't Feel Moments Of Anger, Of Hurt, Of Embarrassment... [but] You Joke And Say, 'what Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stronger'.