I married a German. Every night I dress up as Poland and he invades me.

In a marriage, you struggle and struggle and struggle, and then you realize that you have to ride the horse in the direction it's going. You stop trying to pull the reins in another direction.

I've forbidden my daughter to have grandchildren, I'm too young.

Only two groups of people intimidate me absolutely: salespeople and the French.

My parents have not insisted that we go to college, but she wanted us to learn. Teacher, librarian, secretary, nurse. All my siblings were employed. But I wanted to be the boss, an independent contractor.

I'm not interested in perfection. The universe is perfect, and there are some works of art that we see as perfect, but human beings aren't perfect.

That's our mission: to clean and green New York City - one block at a time.