Most Of My Friends In New York

I Have A Fantastic Husband. Here's The Honeymoon Part: I Still Think He's The Funniest, Wittiest, Most Clever Man I've Ever Known.

You Can't Live In New York City And Be The Most Important Person In Town; You Just Can't. There Are Too Many Other Important People Here.

I Think It's Incumbent Upon Me To Try To Be Smart And Make Good Choices And Work With Good People And Work My Ass Off When I'm Working With Good People And I Have To Let Everyone Have Their Opinion Afterwards. But This Is What Happens. You Make A Movie Or You're On A Show And Then You Have This Experience And Everyone Tells You What You Did. They Tell You What You Did. That's Allowed. That's The Experience Of Being Human And Subjectivity. That's It. We Can Only Do What We'll Do, And I Can Only Do The Best I Can Do.

I Don't Put Pictures Of My Children On, Rarely, I Think I've Done It Twice? I'm Thoughtful About That, Because I Don't Think You Can Get It Back, And I Don't Think It's Fair To People To Try To Convey A Desire To Maintain Some Privacy And Then Share Pictures And Expect That Somebody Else Won't Want The Same Ability.

Can You Really Forgive If You Can't Forget?