My formula for living is quite simple. I get up in the morning and I go to bed at night. In between I occupy myself as best I can.

Beauty sweet love is like the morning dew Whose short refresh upon tender green Cheers for a time but till the sun doth show And straight is gone as it had never been.

And at five o'clock in the morning we left to drive to Old Tucson and I sat with my mouth open in the van. I was stunned by the beauty of that country.

My daily beauty regimen is definitely always in the mornings and at night always washing my face with a basic cleanser. I also use a moisturizer with SPF to follow up.

I have been overcome by the beauty and richness of our life together those early mornings setting out those evenings gleaming with rivers and lakes below us still holding the last light.

It was one of those evenings when men feel that truth goodness and beauty are one. In the morning when they commit their discovery to paper when others read it written there it looks wholly ridiculous.

I can't live without my beauty products. I love to be in my bathroom with my candles lit morning noon and night. I like taking hot baths and hot showers using my body scrubs and lotions.

Art is why I get up in the morning but my definition ends there. You know I don't think its fair that I'm living for something I can't even define.

I am so excited this year getting to play the 85th Anniversary Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade. Everyone knows on Thanksgiving morning to get up turn on the TV and watch the parade so to be an actual participant is going to be fun and I'm looking forward to it. I am gonna have to put on my deer hunting gear though to stay warm!

Mom and Dad were married 64 years. And if you wondered what their secret was you could have asked the local florist - because every day Dad gave Mom a rose which he put on her bedside table. That's how she found out what happened on the day my father died - she went looking for him because that morning there was no rose.

I want to be a morning-talk-show host. I love Kelly Ripa's job. She gets to live in New York and has this amazing job hosting a talk show.

I just had that conversation this morning with my doctor. I just got back from the hospital a half-hour ago and nothing will make me happier than to replicate the DNA of my amazing husband. I'm optimistic.

I know this is going to sound corny but I love my life. I love my baby so I love getting to wake up with him. And I have the most amazing job with writing that any actor would love and costars who I can't wait to see on Monday mornings. And I love coming home to my husband.

I had an amazing childhood lots of love. But my dad worked his tail off getting up at 4 in the morning and going off at 5 6 o'clock yet he always had time to spend with his kids and his wife.

You can't be as old as I am without waking up with a surprised look on your face every morning: 'Holy Christ whaddya know - I'm still around!' It's absolutely amazing that I survived all the booze and smoking and the cars and the career.

I had a friend whose family had dinner together. The mother would tuck you in at night and make breakfast in the morning. They even had a spare bike for a friend. It just seemed so amazing to me.

Now on nights that I can't sleep I play video games alone until the morning.