When we were growing up, all of us kids were vegetarians. No one had asked me to stop eating meat - I just noticed everyone else around me had stopped, so I followed the crew.

I was very independent growing up, but there were things that were bothering me that I never told anybody. I would talk to our animals at home.

You don't have to hold onto the pain to hold onto the memory.

I feel everyone is put here for a reason. Everyone has a calling. I always thought my real calling was to help other people.

I was an early reader, and my grandmother, who as a child had been forbidden to read by a father who believed books to be frivolous time-wasters, delighted in putting her favorite volumes into her grandchildren's hands.

My dad's family were political and he was always a theatrical creature, whereas my mum is really musical and her father was the touring pianist with Nat King Cole. My family was an explosive mixture of politics, religion and music - no wonder I turned out how I did.

While the family is under attack throughout the world, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints proclaims, promotes, and protects the truth that the family is central to the Creator's plan for the eternal destiny of His children.

I have a little baby. She knows who I am. My friends know. My family knows.