I am a working woman with a secret life: I keep house.

We have, instead (of soot and dirt), disorganization. We have this proliferation of goods. It's the disease of the time.

I myself love getting cookbooks and novels that some congenial person has already tried and liked.

I listen to lots of music, especially Bach, opera (all periods), German lieder, chamber music, and rock, old and new. I can't listen to music while I write. It's too absorbing.

Home is the one place in the world where you are safe from feeling put down or out, unentitled, or unwanted.

They're the perfect loving fam'ly, so adoring...And I love them ev'ry day of ev'ry week.So my son's a little shit, my husband's boring, And my daughter, though a genius, is a freak.

My mother was told she couldn't go to medical school because she was a woman and a Jew. So she became a teacher in the New York City public school system.

I never drank except a couple sips of wine at Thanksgiving.

Donald Trump came along and spoke in a language that speaks directly to a portion of the Republican base with what they want to hear. I don't think that he actually has a very significant ideology.

We take a fancy to something: and scarcely have we thoroughly taken a fancy to it when that tyrant in us calls out: "Give me thatin sacrifice"--and we give it.

I'm a romantic; you have to be to marry four times.

You just do the things that you love and see if other people can like them too.

It's okay for someone to chase me and then try to cut me off so I ram my car into a tree . . . I mean, I know this guy was trying to do his job, but his "job" almost landed me half-dead.

Truth is not truth merely because it is ancient. Nor is truth necessarily to be regarded with suspicion because it is ancient.