“At times I think I actually hate Hollywood. I have many acquaintances there, but few friends.”

For a woman, forty is torture, the end.

When at last I took the time to look into the heart of a flower, it opened up a whole new world; a world where every country walk would be an adventure, where every garden would become an enchanted one.

Why getting angry? Getting angry doesn’t solve anything. I don’t like yelling and fighting and I can’t quarrel, I prefer to let it drop. When people use disagreeable words, I feel crushed and remember them for a long time.

I would like to be remembered as someone who accomplished useful deeds, and who was a kind and loving person. I would like to leave the memory of a human being with a correct attitude and who did her best to help others.

The idea of my life as a fairy tale is itself a fairy tale.

I don’t like yelling and fighting, and I can’t quarrel.

I don’t want to be married to someone who feels inferior to my success or because I make more money than he does.

I do isometrics in church so while I’m doing my soul some good, I’m doing my body some good, too.

I’ve had happy moments in my life, but I don’t think that happiness– being happy– is a perpetual state that anyone can be in. Life isn’t that way.

I’ll be goddamned if I’m going to stay in a business where I have to get up earlier and earlier and it takes longer and longer for me to get in front of a camera.

I never say ‘never,’ and I never say ‘always.’

Our life dictates a certain kind of wardrobe.

I loved acting. I didn’t particularly like being a movie star.

A person has to keep something to herself or you’re life is just a layout in a magazine.

I am basically a feminist. I think that women can do anything they decide to do.

Anger and anger can not solve any problem.

I would not be a good mother. I mean, I love being an aunt to my niece and nephew. And I used to want to, like, adopt 10 kids – because I had friends who were adopted, and I thought that was the coolest thing, to be chosen. But again, my job is too selfish.

My good friends are Mormon, some of the best people I know.

Anyone who criticizes you cares about your friendship. Anyone who makes light of your faults cares nothing about you.

Now, if some panic hits me, you have to sort of be friends with your body, it’s like your body will work against you.

If you hang out with chickens, you’re going to cluck and if you hang out with eagles, you’re going to fly.

It feels like I’ve been singing since I was born, and I have so many great memories with my family and friends centred around music.

Loads of my friends are lesbians, and it really annoys me that gay people aren’t allowed to get married in most parts of America. I’d go on a march for gay rights any time.

I tried college for three months but I was desperately unhappy. I just wanted to perform. I was getting straight As but I had no friends and cried every day.