It’s getting too late in my life to care about the small things. It’s getting too late to not be brave, to not live my life fully, to not try to be an artist. Trivial things like how nice your hotel room is, or if you have to be naked for a while, they fade away.
I do eat well. I try to love my body. That is what I tell my daughter. I say, 'Love every bite of food. Love your body. We're all going to be dead so… - Helen Hunt
I do eat well. I try to love my body. That is what I tell my daughter. I say, 'Love every bite of food. Love your body. We're all going to be dead so…
- Helen Hunt
Art is a place where you can be wild. Kids-all of us-need that. - Helen Hunt
Art is a place where you can be wild. Kids-all of us-need that.
I think I'm a weird combination of deeply introverted and very daring. I can feel both those things working. - Helen Hunt
I think I'm a weird combination of deeply introverted and very daring. I can feel both those things working.
I think that all of us are 5-year-olds and we don't want to be embarrassed in the schoolyard. - Helen Hunt
I think that all of us are 5-year-olds and we don't want to be embarrassed in the schoolyard.
Words are less needful to sorrow than to joy. - Helen Hunt
Words are less needful to sorrow than to joy.
O suns and skies and clouds of June, and flowers of June together. Ye cannot rival for one hour October's bright blue weather. - Helen Hunt
O suns and skies and clouds of June, and flowers of June together. Ye cannot rival for one hour October's bright blue weather.
If there's a message, it's that the unlovable and unattractive parts of ourselves should be embraced. The only real currency between people is what h… - Helen Hunt
If there's a message, it's that the unlovable and unattractive parts of ourselves should be embraced. The only real currency between people is what h…
When you first entered the restaurant, I thought you were handsome... and then, of course, you spoke. - Helen Hunt
When you first entered the restaurant, I thought you were handsome... and then, of course, you spoke.
All nights are sacred nights to make confession and resolve and prayer; all days are sacred days to wake new gladness in the sunny air. - Helen Hunt
All nights are sacred nights to make confession and resolve and prayer; all days are sacred days to wake new gladness in the sunny air.
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