I've been working with the National Lung Health Education Program to raise awareness about Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease.

I have an education degree from the University of Minnesota, and I was a teacher for about a minute.

My grandmother was a teacher, my sister was a teacher, my daughter was a teacher and is now a superintendent in northern California, and my son-in-law is a high school principal. I am surrounded.

Your lungs are changed forever from your first cigarette.

I started acting when I was 10, doing musical theater. I was a brunette at that time. I was always cast in all the exotic parts.

My memory of my mom is a wine glass in one hand and a cigarette in the other. She was a runway fashion model, and she was quite a glamorous woman.

I'd had my daughter when I was a teenager - I took my daughter to college with me.

My daughter teases me once in a while saying, Remember when you used to be my mother and you had black hair?

I've always been very involved in anything that had to do with lung disease or cancer.

My sister and I are both diagnosed with second-hand smoke syndromes. We have never smoked, but we grew up with second-hand smoke our entire lives.

Impotence is one of the major hazards of cigarette smoking.

There are things that have to be done and you do them and you never talk about them.They can't be justified.You just do them.Then you forget it.

Reading the morning newspaper is the realist's morning prayer.

I think you can tell the food is close to my heart, too, because I'm doing what I do best.

Do what is right, and the reward will be immediate and multitudinous. Think what is right, and your authority will grow.

Time-space as commonly understood, in the sense of the distance measured between two time-points, is the result of time calculation.

It's an indulgence to sit in a room and discuss your beliefs as if they were a juicy piece of gossip.

Having twin girls is a life changer - that's for sure. But I like getting up and changing diapers. It's the things you do.

Followers do not like themselves, of course; that's why they crawl. And masters have nothing but contempt for their subservants, which is why they impose such colorful embarrassments upon them.

I'm an accidental writer.

Sorrow, like a heavy ringing bell, once set on ringing, with its own weight goes; then little strength rings out the doleful knell.