Self-acceptance has been a blessed by-product of middle age.
I very much believe in rescuing animals, not buying them.
Memory is the first casualty of middle age, if I remember correctly.
Beauty set up distance between other people and me. It warped their behavior.
I certainly love doing comedy and feel most comfortable near it.
I believe a lot in monogamy, let me tell you.
I never used to like babies. I’d always thought if a baby were more like a chimpanzee, I’d have one.
It’s impossible to be more flat-chested than I am.
THE MAN. Can’t they realize that mankind was founded on two basic principles? Religion and Death? The one motivates the other. Both motivate the man!
I admit that Post-it note sheets that adhere to virtually any surface are now my substitute of choice for retention.
At an age when most actresses are being phased out, I am being phased in – with a vengeance.
I was getting offers. I had just turned them down. Then I realized I should be grateful that at age 54, people were still offering me film roles.
Were women meant to do everything – work and have babies?
I remember being in tears at the hospital after Chloe was born, at the thought that someday she would have to leave home.
The best way to be beautiful is to choose your parents well.
People see you as an object, not as a person, and they project a set of expectations onto you. People who don’t have it think beauty is a blessing, but actually it sets you apart.
People can get crazier as they get older. I can just be weird whenever I want, and there’s the freedom of not caring what people think.
I may not be a great actress but I’ve become the greatest at screen orgasms. Ten seconds of heavy breathing, roll your head from side to side, simulate a slight asthma attack and die a little.
I guess I was a mom so late in life, my daughter was the greatest thing since sliced bread.
As a mother, I am a backup singer in every way. There’s never been a shred of competitiveness. I’ve always been thrilled whenever Chloe was front and center.