I still love the people I’ve loved, even if I cross the street to avoid them.
It is technically a failure when you don’t try.
Before I had my child, I thought I knew all the boundaries of myself, that I understood the limits of my heart. It’s extraordinary to have all those limits thrown out, to realize your love is inexhaustible.
Boredom is a great motivator.
I do think that what’s wonderful in life is that we gain perspective as we take on different roles that are mind and heart opening.
Three tomatoes are walking down the street-a poppa tomato, a mamma tomato, and a little baby tomato. Baby tomato starts lagging behind. Poppa tomato gets angry, goes over to the baby tomato, and smooshes him and says, Catch up.
Thats when you know youve found somebody special. When you can just shut the f**k up for a minute and comfortably enjoy the silence.
Change is usually preceded by some kind of drift.
Daring to me is having courage; it’s a daily meditation to take breath and find strength.
Most films these days are men’s stories. Women are for add-on romance. That’s very hard.
My washing machine overwhelms me with its options and its sophistication.
I think actresses are imagined to be these subjects of great vanity. Life is change; physicality changes. It’s transient, and that’s a beautiful and a painful thing.
It’s taken me a long time to learn to accept the risks and just be willing to try it over and over again.
It’s one of the things that weirdly I always used to like about my job: that expressing the emotions of a writer or someone creative and breathing empathy and life into a character people can then identify with, that they’d feel less alone.
One feels so despairing on some levels about what’s going on in our culture, in regards to things like gender inequality. But there is progress. There is enhanced empathy and respect for others, we are fighting the tide, even though it seems like a tug of war sometimes.
It is better to have a relationship with someone who cheats on you than with someone who does not flush the toilet.
I was an escapee of childhood. I always wanted to grow up.
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.
Life sweeps you up. Some people resist a lot. I probably haven’t resisted very much.
Even, today, when people tell me I’m beautiful, I do not believe a word of it.
When asked if I consider myself Buddhist, the answer is, Not really. But it’s more my religion than any other because I was brought up with it in an intellectual and spiritual environment. I don’t practice or preach it, however. But Buddhism has had a major effect on who I am and how I think about the world. What I have learned is that I like all religions, but only parts of them.
I think everybody has a hard time connecting, but as you get older and you want more and you expect more and you know more, it’s just different. If you start wanting too much from it without it naturally unfolding, then that makes it bad. If you start not wanting anything, then you are not serious. I mean it’s just this conundrum of issues.
I’ve learned that every working mom is a superwoman.
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.
We’re in an environment where everyone gets compartmentalized very quickly.