I Write About Sex, Not Love. What

I Think Growing Up In A Big Family Taught Me A Lot Of Problem Solving And How To Share And Compromise, And That's Been Helpful In My Marriage.

I Love The Opportunity To Wear Something Really Special And Go To A Wonderful Event At Some Great Cultural Institution.

Work Was Never About Wanting Fame Or Money. I Never Thought About That. I Loved Getting The Job, Going To Rehearsal, Playing Someone Else, Hanging Around With A Bunch Of Actors. I Needed That, The Way You Need Water.

With Each Of The Men I Dated, Everything Ran Its Natural Course, Whether It Worked Out Or Not. I Never Felt Burnt By Any Of Them. I Don't Feel Resentful. I Don't Want Those Years Back. I'm Not One Of Those Women Who Thinks Men Are Bastards. I Love Men: Straight Men, Gay Men. I've Always Had Men Close To Me, From The Time I Was A Child.

I Know That He, Matthew Broderick, Doesn't Have His Laundry Done, And That He Hasn't Had A Hot Meal In Days. That Stuff Weighs On My Mind.