My mother and father were very strange people. They tried to be funny which is always very sad to me.

I'm incredibly sad that my mother's not here to see my kids and that my kids don't get to know her. And she didn't meet my husband. That's one of the hardest things. I don't even know how to put that into words.

When I look back at those pictures of my mother performing - and listen to her recordings - it makes me sad to think that all of that joy she found in her work came to an end. I wish she hadn't had to make that sacrifice even if it was for the benefit of my father and siblings and me.

My mother sent me to psychiatrists since the age of four because she didn't think little boys should be sad. When my brother was born I stared out the window for days. Can you imagine that?

I didn't know my mother had it. I think a lot of women don't know their mothers had it that's the sad thing about depression. You know you don't function anymore. You shut down. You feel like you are in a void.

If I get the forty additional years statisticians say are likely coming to me I could fit in at least one maybe two new lifetimes. Sad that only one of those lifetimes can include being the mother of young children.

They say geniuses mostly have great mothers. They mostly have sad fates.

Make the most of your regrets never smother your sorrow but tend and cherish it till it comes to have a separate and integral interest. To regret deeply is to live afresh.

I said 'Brian no one is going to respect me as a mother after this.' He said 'oh no yes they will this is a movie don't worry about it.' But they're not.

I have two sisters and a mother obviously so I grew up with a household of girls. Maybe I have a greater respect for women because of it.