Well, I'm certainly glad that I was NOMINATED for an Oscar. There is certainly a respect that comes with that nod. Also, a COMPLIMENT that comes with it, too. Not that I really KNOW what I'm doing. In a lot of ways I feel LIKE some child on set, or like a kid that snuck in the back door.

We make our FRIENDS; we make our ENEMIES; but God makes our NEXT DOOR neighbour.

I'm insanely GIRLY. I like having the door opened for me. I want to cook dinner for my boyfriend. And I can't WAIT to have BABIES.

I believe that it is higher EDUCATION's PURPOSE and calling to keep open the door to the American dream.

Access is VITAL in lobbying. If you can't GET in your door, you can't make your case.

If you can actually GET SOMEONE to sit on the EDGE of their SEAT and feel nervous if there's a knock at the door, then you've done something pretty terrific as a writer.

Let EVERYONE sweep in front of his own DOOR, and the whole WORLD will be CLEAN.

I filed the MSRB Reform Act, along with Sens. Elizabeth Warren and Doug Jones, because the board that oversees the muni-bond market is too SECRETIVE and too incestuous. Its membership shares the same DNA. That means the rulebook for municipal bonds is in the HANDS of a board that resembles a revolving DOOR of longtime INDUSTRY confederates.

I'm not old-fashioned when it comes to DATING, but there's SOMETHING nice about a GUY pulling out a girl's CHAIR and opening the door for her, even if it's just in the beginning.

I GOT into ACTING to GET my FOOT in the DOOR for film-making.

When I create characters, I create a world to inhabit and they begin to feel very real for me. I don't belong in a psych ward, I don't THINK, but they become very real, like my own family, and then I have to say GOODBYE, CLOSE the DOOR, and work on other THINGS.

My MOM started smoking when she was 11. She went to the HILL next door to TRY her first cigarette. She set the entire hill on FIRE, but it didn't deter her.

Ten MEN WAITING for me at the door? SEND one of them home, I'm tired.

There are TWO RULES I've always tried to live by: TURN left, if you're supposed to turn right; go through any door that you're not supposed to enter. It's the only WAY to fight your way through to any kind of authentic feeling in a world beset by fakery.