I love people like Tina Fey and Amy Poehler, people who create and write their own stuff - especially when there's just not enough cool, interesting characters out there.

I never wash my hair the night before an event - I call it second day hair, and it holds better.

Nobody has any right to tell you what you aren't capable of. If you're meant to, you're able to. There is no such thing as impossible.

You're not only the spotlight in which you perform, but the shadows where you practice.

Every day is a reminder of what I need to do to be the best person; the best me.

You are yourself, and you've never been more beautiful!

Nobody has your eyes. They can look at the exact same thing & could never see what you see.

I was raised to volunteer: nursing homes, clinics, church nurseries, school, everywhere that could use help. It's such an intrinsic part of me, to use my life to help improve the quality of others.

To love is a brave thing. To be loved, braver still. But allowing yourself to love yourself? That takes the most courage of all.

I've got stories untold & maps to unfold, but everyday I get where I'm going

A real, healthy relationship is about empowerment and love and that should be standard - but it isn't.

You must never tire fighting Satan.

I married someone whom I was close friends with first. I think that was a really good move.

I have no regrets in my life whatsoever.

Not only is the destiny of the individual bound up with the entire Church; it is responsible for helping to sanctify the entire world of nature and history.

There are two kinds of people; those who are always well and those who are always sick. Most of the evils of the world come from the first sort and most of the achievement from the second.

I have really enjoyed my time at Ferrari, not just because of the successes.

They say greatness skips a generation, but I think that's because the generation before helps too much.

I love cable, but not because you can show boobies and say the F-word. I love it because you have more time to think. That's the blessing of it.

But what is truth? 'Twas Pilate's question put To Truth itself, that deign'd him no reply.

Look for the stars, you'll say that there are none; / Look up a second time, and, one by one, / You mark them twinkling out with silvery light, / And wonder how they could elude the sight!