Here was a Jewish man-turned-woman making fun of Jewish men for not being manly enough.

The camera only documented what had been there all along, a marriage whose foundations, constructed from the cheap materials of convention and fear, had been buckling for years.

At a crucial point in my early twenties, being able to end a pregnancy had restored to me what I regarded as a normal life. I remember that it saved me.

The bigger the mess, the greater the progress.

If you measure your life by what you own, the cavern of your heart will never be filled.

War doesn't have heroes, it only has the men who lost so many things in their life that they just keep going and do the most unthinkable things, just because they don't care anymore.

I'm eating' it quick... but I'll remember it a long time.

I've been sort of traveling around the country for ten years talking about independent features.

Humorists are always pessimists. They're reactionaries: because they see that every golden cloud has a black lining.

Besides the Autumn poets sing, A few prosaic days, A little this side of the snow, And that side of the Haze..., Grant me, Oh Lord, a sunny mind- Thy windy will to bear!

Listen to advice. You don't know how many writer's conferences I've taught at where at least half the audience fights all the conventions of the field.

At least 99.92% of illegal immigrants and visa overstays without known crimes on their records did not face removal.

Be grateful for your life, every detail of it, and your face will come to shine like a sun, and everyone who sees it will be made glad and peaceful.