I had a big event in my personal life. Then I reevaluated and started going to theology class, and then I found my husband.

Changes in my personal life are nerve-racking for me.

My career had zero to do with whether or not my husband also worked. It had everything to do with personal identity, personal goals, and making the most of my life.

There's my personal life, my sensitive side, and then me as a performer, sexy and energised and fun.

I find it's best to remain pessimistic. At least then there's less of a blow when fate fucks you over.

Everything is worth achieving only until it's achieved. Then it's just another cobweb collecting piece of crap in your storage.