My parents were devoted. Civic minded. We had family counsels. Three of us children against two of them. We lived a 'Leave It to Beaver' time.
I've been overwhelmed; I was a single mother for a time.
Cause I won't repeat myself, the way I dress and look.
I just think we're living in a time of massive, amazing change, like the Industrial Revolution on acid.
That's where I got my start and where I'll continue to work, but I can't tell you the number of films between Drugstore Cowboy and Curly Sue that I auditioned for and wanted that didn't choose me.
Yeah, I do feel badly sometimes, not for whose coming up and getting roles I'm not right for anymore but the people I compete with, who range from Uma Thurman on up.
You know, I change my hair color a lot, I do all sorts of different things.
I wondered what things what things became when you no longer needed them, and I wondered what the future would hold once we'd gotten past our personal tragedies and proven them ultimately survivable.
God is a child who amuses himself, going from laughing to crying for no reason, each day reinventing the world to the chagrin of hair-splitters, pedants, and preachers, who try to teach God his job as Creator.
Thinkers do not accept the inevitable; they turn their efforts toward changing it.
What will the world be quite overturned when you die?