The most pitiful among men is he who turns his dreams into silver and gold.

I like starting off the new year fresh. I'm excited to see how 2013 turns out. Maybe because I'm an actress and I am always on a diet and fitness program but my New Year's resolution is to let myself be nice to myself about my body.

Personally I would be delighted if there were a life after death especially if it permitted me to continue to learn about this world and others if it gave me a chance to discover how history turns out.

I heard on public radio recently there's a thing called Weed Dating. Singles get together in a garden and weed and then they take turns they keep matching up with other people. Two people will weed down one row and switch over with two other people. It's in Vermont. I don't think I'd be very good at Weed Dating.

When a father absent during the day returns home at six his children receive only his temperament not his teaching.

A father is always making his baby into a little woman. And when she is a woman he turns her back again.

There are two types of courage involved with what I did. When it comes to picking up a rifle millions of people are capable of doing that as we see in Iraq or Vietnam. But when it comes to risking their careers or risking being invited to lunch by the establishment it turns out that's remarkably rare.

Now that I finally have the time for it this web surfing stuff turns out to be as interesting and fun and addictive as you've all been telling me. Zipping from link to link chasing an idea across the noosphere sucking up information like a killer whale - way cool.

Jealousy is bred in doubts. When those doubts change into certainties then the passion either ceases or turns absolute madness.

Eventually I did that but it took a lot of twists and turns and there were a year or two there where I was living with no money at all - no home no car no nothing. I was living in somebody's garage in Los Angeles at that point - for a year.