It was a sad process for me to become a mom, and a long process. I felt so embarrassed that I couldn't have a biological child.

Anyone who ever wondered how much they could love a child who did not spring from their own loins, know this: it is the same. The feeling of love is so profound, it's incredible and surprising.

In many ways we are all sons and daughters of ancient Greece.

My New Year's Resolution List usually starts with the desire to lose between ten and three thousand pounds.

You're never too fat for a new purse.

You only get one life so you might as well make it a happy one, and that's why I tend to just jump into things. I'm sort of a fearless idiot that way.

Time can turn a scab into a beauty mark.

If the standard route for creating a family had worked for me, I wouldn't have met this child. I needed to know her. I needed to be her mother. She is, in every way my daughter.

When I used to do musical theatre, my dad refused to come backstage. He never wanted to see the props up close or the sets up close. He didn't want to see the magic.

The man may be the head of the household. But the woman is the neck, and she can turn the head whichever way she pleases.

What I wish I had, is that I wish I was a little more Greek, in that I wish I could lose my North American driven attitude and that I could be a little bit more poetic and laissez faire.

Nothing truly dies. All energy simply transforms.

He's a waiter, not a Mafia stooge, so what's he going to do? Blac pepper them to death? Compliment them into a coma? Run them over with the dessert trolley?

I know one thing, Bill Clinton hates Barack Obama.

If you go to Gettysburg and take the time, maybe take a tour, maybe just drive around, read some of the monuments, read some of the plaques, you will come away changed.

I have been reading the press more regularly than others over 50 years and it seems to me that there are things that have changed in the press that have changed its character.

It's a lot of hard work to do a weekly TV show. It's certainly not fun.

The banquet is in the first bite.

Don't be too dismissive of children. While it's true that few children are artists, all artists are children.

Then I went back into the house and wrote, It is midnight. The rain is beating on the windows. It was not midnight. It was not raining.

I wasn't very big on going to school. I tried to get a gig as a luthier.