There was something about being in front of audiences when I was in elementary school plays that gave me a thrill. It was like the rush you get from a roller coaster drop.
There are all kinds of other things I could do, things I would probably like, but only acting would give me emotional fulfillment.
The name game is frustrating. Agents will say, They love you, but they're going to offer it to Julia Roberts first.
We all struggle with our failure to communicate and our failure to reach beyond fear to love people.
When I was 5, my mother threw a party, and a friend and I wrote and performed a play called The Dutch Doll.
Now that I've got some films under my belt, I have the courage of my convictions regarding acting. It gives me a leg to stand on.
My major in college was Chinese Studies. It was very intentional.
My father taught me how to substitute realities.
It's the relationships between people that are more important than the sort of far away fantasies of what the good life is, the world of supermodels and Bud ads.
I'm doing things that are more artistic again, more close to the material that I love. I don't disparage those things that I did. They're just not as much reflective of who I am.
I'll talk to myself out loud a lot.
I was offered one of the roles in a big project that shall remain nameless. I thought the whole thing encouraged violent sex crimes toward women. It made horrible, ghastly rape violence seem sexy. I just didn't want to sign my name to it.
Sometimes I feel limited by people's perceptions of what I can and cannot do, or what I do or don't look like.