I went to all the Love-Ins. I took my kids. I enjoyed myself.

What motivated me? My mother. My mother was an immigrant woman, a peasant woman, struggled all her life, worked in the garment center.

America gets the politicians they deserve. That's it. And you keep struggling.

But find something that you absolutely love doing. And then get to love the way you do it. That's the uniqueness of all of us. That's it.

The struggle goes on. The victory is in the struggle, for me. And I accepted that a long time ago.

As long as you gave it your best shot, even if in the opinion of others 'you failed,' you didn't fail.

I have an old brain but a terrific memory.