I'm a descendant of someone bought and sold, and brought in 1619 in what was to become the United States.
The bravest thing I ever did was continuing my life when I wanted to die.
I knew I could live no other way, that the one thing I wanted was to act and do it well.
I think I can be beautiful with all the little stuff done, and I can be ugly. A lot of attractive actresses can't be ugly.
As early as when I was five or six I wanted to perform.
I like people like Tina Turner, Chrissie Hynde, Debbie Harry, and Stevie Nicks; you only hear that person in their voice, they sound like nobody else.
I was like twelve or something, when you first kiss a guy and you see the way the guy reacts, how they get really excited, or whatever. And I'm perceptive, so I think, "Ah, jeez, is that something that I'm able to do?"
I get way too much happiness from good food.
Even though sometimes you feel like you're hand cuffed you're really not because it really takes skill to play the music properly.
He goes his way. We travel a spiral. The quickest way is sometimes the longest.
To us, from the beginning, Nature has been but a poor plastic thing, to be toyed with this way or that, as man happens to please his deity or not; to go to church or not; to say his prayers right or not; to travel on a Sunday or not. Was it possible for us in an instant to see Nature as she is-the flowing vestment of an unchanging reality?