My parents tried to leave at 3:30 in the morning. By 9:30, they weren't 20 miles up the road. They just turned around and came home.

Everyone [at SJU] was friendly and nice, and we liked the athletic facilities.

It benefits the kids and the parents.

My parents did not discourage me but could not understand how I could make a living by art. Their idea of an artist was a person who was condemned to starvation.

When I was a senior, I got accepted into the Julliard School for Dance, but ultimately decided to move to L.A. to act, so that was a fun conversation with the parents. I truly have some of the greatest parents ever.

No I didn't. My parents were killed.