The greater your capacity to love, the greater your capacity to feel the pain.
But you know, it isn't designed. Love just shows up and you go, "Oh, wow, this is going to be a hayride and a half."
I think there comes a point where you have to grow up and get over yourself, lighten up...and forgive.
I don't... like... girls... whining... and complaining... about... wanting a man! I never liked Sex and the City, the kind of thing where women only feel empowered once they find the Man. It is just not up my alley. I don't believe in it. There is nothing you can control about love. Somebody once said, Everything you want in the world is just right outside your comfort zone. Everything you could possibly want!
I don't know if I ever really get mad in real life. It's what my shrink was saying to me all those years: You need to get mad! I think rage is so ugly. I just think there's a way to be mad and discuss it.
Life is funny. Life isn't categorized into comedy, drama, action, is it?So I don't know why they try to categorize everything. It drives me crazy-why it would have to be just a romantic comedy or... I want to have a little integrity, a little story, you know?