I married the man of my dreams in 1998.

I tell people 'It's just like a cliche but it's true: In Hollywood dreams can come true.'

Talking about food is like talking about your dreams. Everyone has something to say. We all have to eat it's just what we eat which differs. Some people eat for fuel and I feel bad for them.

I only remember the end of my dreams like waking up at a steering wheel or falling.

Every year for New Years I write down all of my goals and dreams and put them in my Bible. At the end of the year I go and pull the paper out and check this off and check that off.

My heroes my dreams and my future lay in Yankee Stadium. And they can't take that away from me.

That disturbs people when they know they didn't have the guts or integrity to stick to their dreams.

I am very lucky because I am realizing my childhood dreams and after presenting my shows it's like a party.

Though I know he loves me tonight my heart is sad his kiss was not so wonderful as all the dreams I had.

Catcher in the Rye had a profound impact on me-the idea that we all have lots of dreams that are slowly being chipped away as we grow up.