She raised us with humor, and she raised us to understand that not everything was going to be great-but how to laugh through it.

Initially, I wanted to be an ice skater, but then when I was 13 I saw Bye Bye Birdie, and that was it - I wanted to be on Broadway.

There are so many girls, and so few princes.

Reality is something you rise above.

Dream on it. Let your mind take you to places you would like to go, and then think about it and plan it and celebrate the possibilities. And don't listen to anyone who doesn't know how to dream.

Don't listen to anyone who doesn't know how to dream

I believe all drunks go to heaven, because they've been through hell on Earth.

The regrets of yesterday and the fear of tomorrow can kill you.

My mother gave me my drive but my father gave me my dreams.

It was no great tragedy being Judy Garland's daughter. I had tremendously interesting childhood years - except they had little to do with being a child.

Smoking is one of the leading causes of all statistics.

I love the smell of juice boxes in the morning.

The trouble with unknown enemies is that they are so difficult to identify.

You can't live on the hope of a television contract and play in a stadium with nobody there.

Maybe part of loving is learning to let go.

I wouldn't write anything autobiographical. If you've lived a life like Laurence of Arabia, it might be a consideration, but otherwise it's a little bit vain, it seems to me.

Somebody once asked me if I have anything like faith, and I said I have faith in the narrative. I have a belief in a narrative that is bigger than me, that is alive and I trust will work itself out.

My job is to make images and leave the decision-making and conclusion-draw ing to other people.

I think that you hear more opposition to the government in Venezuela than you would here in the United States. That's in the TV, in the radio and in the print media.

The correct arrangement of words will make these bad feelings go away tonight.

You don't know what it's like to wake up in the middle of the night, Scared at the thought of kissing razors