Women's propensity to share confidences is universal. We confirm our reality by sharing.

Every house we have lived in, every building to which our hands have lent their work, belongs to us by virtue of love or of regret.

Italians' relationship to food is loving, informal, and gay.

Every generation reinvents the wheel - and in the process it often adds to rather than subtracts from a woman's burdens.

Porches are America's lost rooms.

Italy offers one the most priceless of all one's possessions - one's own soul.

Fantasies are more than substitutes for unpleasant reality; they are also dress rehearsals, plans. All acts performed in the world begin in the imagination.