I think the advent of the Internet gave us all a big boost because by the time the Internet became mainstream and you could get it in your home a lot of us were used to dealing in fan culture writing to magazines or anything at the back of comic books.

In principle if I could not have a home I wouldn't. But not having a home would be too difficult procedurally going from hotel to hotel the gap of three hours where you're hungry and tired.

I came home after a year and although my profession was only hairdressing I knew I could change it.

I practice yoga at home to a TV show called 'Inhale ' taught by Steve Ross. I figured that if the people on the show could stretch that deep then I could too. I ended up pulling my hip flexor. But that's how I met my husband. Paul was the physical therapist my coach called to meet with me after hours.

When I came home for the summer after my first year of college I told my mother that my best friend and I were driving to California. She laughed out loud - 2 000 miles in a what? Well my best friend had an old Chevy. What could go wrong?

I am reasonably happy. I didn't find Jesus or anything like that. Part of it is that I just feel that I could go home. I did not feel like that for a long time but I could go back now.

When I am made fun of in the press I just remember those days when I'd come home to find that the water had been turned off because my mother couldn't afford the bill. Suddenly everything feels easier.

I know people that could serve me canned tuna and saltine crackers and have me feel more at home at their table than some people who can cook circles around me. The more you try to impress people generally the less you do.

Many working mothers feel guilty about not being at home. And when they are there they wish it could be perfect. This pressure to make every minute happy puts working parents in a bind when it comes to setting limits and modifying behavior.

I hit the ground running without a lot of training so I had to do whatever I could do to survive as a professional and if that meant being that character 24/7 and acting out I was going to do that. I lived those characters I brought them home with me.

But as far as Twitter I'll be in a restaurant and I'll get home and somebody tweeted and they talked about what I ordered and what I was wearing. In some cases that could be dangerous because you don't want everybody to know where you are every second of every day.

Being from Africa is the best thing that could have ever ever happened to me. I cannot see it any other way. All of my fundamental principles that were instilled in me in my home from my childhood are still with me.

A fan sent me a letter and a $10 bill. It's a short letter - all she said was 'Hey since it's harder for you to go out these days without getting photographed here $10 for a pizza.' I was like 'Aww she sent me money for a pizza so I could eat at home!'

A sold-out house my first night back. Do you have any idea what kinda pressure that is? I could have been at home in my warm bed playing Nintendo.

The only other time I've been away from home was when I went to college. And that was just an hour away so I could always go home if I needed to.

Every song I put on a record could be a single and I just pack my bags for it... and the minute it takes off I'm not gonna be home for a while.

Ancient recipients of instant news probably couldn't do very much about it for instance. Xerxes would still need three months to get his army together and he might not get home for years.

When I started editing on my home computer I said to myself 'Well I could be at home studying for a class or I could be at home editing a video.'

I could lie and say my wife cooks for me but she doesn't. My wife has never learnt cooking but she has great cooks at home.

When my son was born and after a day of lying-in I was told that I could leave the hospital and take him home I burst into tears. It wasn't the emotion of the moment: it was shock and horror.

I remember when I was a kid watching my mother jam herself into her girdle - a piece of equipment so rigid it could stand up on its own - and I remember her coming home from fancy parties and racing upstairs to extricate herself from its cruel iron grip.

Sometimes in the past when I played something might make me lose focus or I would go home after a game where I thought I could have played better and I would let it hang over my head for a long time when it shouldn't.

I couldn't care less about fashion. If I had taken any clothes home they would have remained in my closet for the rest of their existence.

I much prefer working with kids whose life could be completely upended by a reading of a book over a weekend. You give them a book to read - they go home and come back a changed person. And that is so much more interesting and exciting.