Having a baby is a disaster for your career. I don't think there's any sympathy.

Joy acts like a trampoline, everything that touches it bouncing right back off it.

Life is rife with frustrations, jealousies and, on occasion, an overwhelming sense of its injustices, but it's a big mistake to let such negative sentiments rule our lives and dictate choices.

Every friendship goes through ups and downs. Dysfunctional patterns set in, external situations cause internal friction, you grow apart and then bounce back together.

In romance we feel the need to zoom in and expound on our partner's foibles in intimate detail; in friendship we tend to do the opposite, avoiding confrontation through fear, lethargy or both.

I was told that when you hit forty men stop looking at you. It's true, until you slip on a mini-skirt.

I wasn't allowed to be clever when I was young and blonde, but now I am 50 and an old blonde, I am allowed to have gravitas. With wrinkles comes wisdom.

Like cars, every relationship requires a bit of an occasional service, and fine-tuning should be compulsory.

For most of us, when our 'dreams' - I use the word with reservations - came true, and marriage and motherhood became a reality, the romcoms, like horoscopes, swiftly lost their allure.

Since so many romantic comedies vary little in their storyline, the success or failure of such movies depends largely on whether we believe in the relationship of the protagonists.

Sustaining true friendship is a lot more challenging than we give it credit for.

Emma, okay, enough with the singing. Mommy's getting a three-pill headache.

Now, what’s stirring in this murky sea of complexity and foolishness is an almost suffocating need to breathe fresh history.

Life has no meaning. You give meaning to everything. Your beliefs influence the meanings you give. Your judgment about situations is based on the beliefs you hold.

Play and pray; but on the whole do not pray when you are playing and do not play when you are praying.

I tried to stick with what I knew best, which is writing rock n' roll songs and melodies. I am as passionate as I was when I was 20.

My sister is bold, independent, and not afraid to wear overalls. Some of her first words as a child were "that's not fair," and she's been committed to social justice ever since. She's my hero.

A dense undergrowth of extension cords sustains my upper world of lights, music, and machines of comfort.

I'm deeply driven and want my finger stuck in every pot there is.

At times it is folly to hasten at other times, to delay. The wise do everything in its proper time.

Does it hurt?” He bent his head and lightly kissed her forehead. “Only when I laugh.” “I’ll try not to be funny.” “Epic fail, beautiful.