I live in literally the same home when I was swiping my first bank card and wondering if I'd have to put back the Charmin. We still don't have a dishwasher. My mom has done all these gardens so now my house looks like the garden shack in the middle of Versailles.
Most of American life consists of driving somewhere and then returning home wondering why the hell you went.
After hundreds of auditions and nothing you're sitting home and wondering 'What am I doing?'
My biggest nightmare is I'm driving home and get sick and go to hospital. I say: 'Please help me.' And the people say: 'Hey you look like...' And I'm dying while they're wondering whether I'm Barbra Streisand.
When I gave birth to my fourth child I suffered from post partum hemorrhaging. I almost lost my life. I was lucky to be under the care of trained health care personnel. I started wondering then what was happening to women in rural villages.
When I played God Bless The Queen I was wondering if they was gonna dig us then quite naturally I'd go on and try to get it together.
It's funny. When I saw the script in my inbox and it said 'Sparkle ' I thought 'For real? It's really called 'Sparkle?'' I was wondering too how does 'Jordin Sparks as Sparkle' sound?
When you're young you're always wondering when you're actually going to feel like a grownup. And I think you probably fear it in a sense too. There's a danger to feeling like an adult... like this whimsical kid in you is going to die or something. And then all of a sudden one day you kind of feel like an adult and it's really nice.
When I came to New York I began to meet the people who became the most famous artists of our time. I was insecure about my own level of ability I didn't know whether I could compete with these people and at the same time. I was wondering what is this anyway?
In Los Angeles as I gained and lost celebrity then gained it again I often found myself wondering why I out of thousands like me had become famous.
I think it's useful as a famous person to have as little separation between the perception of you and how you really are - because otherwise I'd be sitting here thinking I'm keeping secrets and wondering when you're going to find out.
None of my actions have ever sort of been motored by the search for a husband or wondering if I was going to have a family someday or wanting to live in a really great house or thinking it would be really great to have a diamond.
You go through life wondering what is it all about but at the end of the day it's all about family.
Once I got married and had kids I moved away from romantic roles because it seemed wrong to have my 3-year-old wondering why Daddy was kissing someone else.
Lonesome. Lonesome. I know what it means. Here all by my lonesome dreaming empty dreams. Weary. Weary at the close of day wondering if tomorrow brings me joy or sorrow.
Deep into that darkness peering long I stood there wondering fearing doubting dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.
I can't remember a major league game where I could make eye contact with my dad. I kept wondering if he was going to yell at me for hanging a pitch or something.