Memory is the fourth dimension to any landscape.

It's your flaws, not your strengths, that go down in the depths of your books. You're exposed, like dreaming you're naked in a public building.

L.A. is such a real, active place. My mother was very into the core of the city. She worked in politics, and you have to know your territory. It's an active matrix; we're all parts of it, but people don't often stop to wonder what's going on.

I despise places where you have to have an assigned seat. Makes me feel like I'm at the airport.

My family is my little village. I really do feel like my fairy tale came true.

The mother's battle for her child with sickness, with poverty, with war, with all the forces of exploitation and callousness that cheapen human life needs to become a common human battle, waged in love and in the passion for survival.

I came from a traditional family, and it was an exciting but challenging transition to move to America and live on my own. The world around me was suddenly so different.

If you don't have your friends and your family, what do you really have? You can have all the money in the world, but with no friends and no family, it's no good.