What are sisters for if not to point out the things the rest of the world is too polite to mention.

If plan A doesn't work, the alphabet has 25 more letters - 204 if you're in Japan.

Time flies. Time flies faster every year. Time flies whether you're having fun or not, whether you're living your life big or small, whether you surround yourself with fear or laughter.

Time heals many wounds but this loss becomes the defining sadness of your life.

Why is it that even when you're trying your hardest not to get attached, something still sneaks up on you?

Maybe part of find what you wanted was recognizing what you didn't want. Maybe there was hope for me yet.

I'd spent so many years doing things I didn't really want to do for people I didn't really like.

Maybe if the right person floats into your life, you have to jump in with both feet and try to make it work before the tide turns.

Relationships, the ones that last anyway, are really an extended game of Let's Make A Deal .

I was a lot braver when I was eight.

Maybe deep down inside we were all still in our formative years. Maybe it was never too late for any of us to change.

Two half truths do not make a truth.

A good friend once told me that the problems are like cockroaches. If drawn to light, they'll get scared.

To be honest, politics is so weird. I think it's more heavy than religion.

It's extremely hard to get rid of any population. When they say polio is essentially wiped out, it's not. If we let up on the vaccinations, it will make a come back.

I'm 100 percent Jewish by blood, but by education I'm nothing. By affiliation I'm nothing.

We need to do what we can do and let God do what we cannot.

Under my plan, the state will be there to carry out the will of the people, not to dictate to them or to force them to do its will.

I will not accept racism at all. It's unacceptable. If someone throws a banana at me in the street, I will go to jail, because I will kill them.

The very process of living is a continual interplay between the individual and his environment, often taking the form of a struggle resulting in injury or disease.

What dangers you run, O noble souls! Often, you give your heart, but we take only your body. Your heart is left to you and you look at it in the shadows and shudder.