I’m a sappy mom now. I didn’t think I would be. I thought I’d be a cool mom who keeps everything in perspective.
When something disappointing happened, my mother would remind me not to let that become my focus. There’s still so much to be grateful for.
People make mistakes – they say things they shouldn’t have or didn’t necessarily mean. But I strongly believe in consequences. If there are none, someone might feel like they’ve gotten away with something, or that what they said couldn’t have been that bad.
Of course, of course I’m grateful. How can I not be grateful? I have been afforded such a wonderful life.
There are some things that, if you say them out loud, will hurt the other person’s feelings. I tend to say them anyway. It’s better to be honest.
I’m too lazy and I like food and I like my free time too much to spend it working out!
I’ve created a chaotic life, and then I get on edge because of it.
I’m grateful people think I’m beautiful or sexy, and I suppose it’s better than the alternative, but I do try to fight it a bit so it’s not all people see me as. And I’d love to one day be in a position where I could choose a role to showcase my creativity versus just my bra size.
I am a better mother for having something in my life and not just my children.
Hollywood likes to label everyone so you’re easier to identify.
I’m the most uncoordinated clumsy, klutzy person. I always had a bruise, I always tripped and fell.
There are still men who come up to me today and say, ‘You were really hot in that film!’ I was 14, for God’s sake!
I prefer a kiss that is so much more than just a tongue in your mouth.
I dreamed about these moments, and I think I hoped I would have them, but you don’t know. So when the lucky break hits, it’s like being Cinderella and hopefully midnight doesn’t come.
I still love the theology of the Mormon religion and think it is a wonderful way to grow up.
Even if you plan a marriage and a family, you are never quite prepared for the reality versus how you imagined it. In a lot of ways it’s better, and in a lot of ways it’s worse. That’s life, right?
A lot of children don’t find forever homes because they’re on that special-needs list, even if it’s because of something as simple as her mother smoked cigarettes for a month, not knowing she was pregnant.
Obviously my career’s important to me and I’m really, really passionate about trying to keep it.
I’ve had paranoid panic attacks.
Smoking sucks! The one thing I would say to my kid is, ‘It’s not just that it’s bad for you. Do you want to spend the rest of your life fighting a stupid addiction to a stupid thing that doesn’t even really give you a good buzz?’