Work Takes Up A Lot Of My

I Think It's Not Fair To The Uniqueness And Wonderfulness Of The Individuals, That We Can Complement One Another Greatly, But We Are Not The Source Of Each Other's Happiness, Especially If You Don't Know Who The Hell You're Talking To.

I Feel Prematurely Old. I'm Actually Having This Major Belated Quarter-life Crisis. I'm Turning 30 In A Couple Of Weeks. I've Been Thinking A Lot About Mortality. A Lot About What I'm Going To Do With My Life And How To Enjoy It. One Of The Things I'm Going To Work On Is Being More Spontaneous, Letting Go, Embracing The Beauty Of Come-what-may.

I Believe In Luck And Fate And I Believe In Karma, That The Energy You Put Out In The World Comes Back To Meet You.

My Grandmother Was An Actress Too. In The Thirties And Forties She Was Under Contract With Universal Studios. Crazy Credits, Lots Of Them. My Dad Was Also Under Contract With Universal Studios. And My First Film Was Shot On The Same Stage They Both Worked On At Universal.

I Took Part In A Theatre Festival In Massachusetts Two Summers After I Graduated From College. Then I Was In Los Angeles Thinking: "i'm Going To Go To New York." I'd Decided That I Would Not Have A Chance Of A Film Career, So I Was About To Make The Move. I Bought A Plane Ticket And Found A Place To Live In New York, Packed My Bags And Of Course The Universe "told Me" That I Was Not Meant To Go. Suddenly, A Week Before I Was Supposed To Leave, I Had Three Job Offers And One Of Them Was My First Movie.