Don't get me started on critics.

As soon as I arrive at the house, Laurie starts running, hits my chest, knocks me down, and licks my face. It's become a family ritual.

My voice had a long, nonstop career. It deserves to be put to bed with quiet and dignity, not yanked out every once in a while to see if it can still do what it used to do. It can't.

The last major childhood disease remains and it's the worst of them all: nuclear war.

There is a growing strength in women, but it is in the forehead, not in the forearm.

In youth we run into difficulties. In old age difficulties run into us.

The press frequently sneers at the hype devoted to a superstar, but the press itself is responsible for all the hype.