Leia follows me like a vague smell.

Two of the saddest words in the English language are, 'What party?' And LA is the 'What party?' capital of the world.

My mother certainly loves caviar, but I think that's generational - they grew up thinking it's romantic or sophisticated or something.

If my life wasn't funny it would just be true, and that is unacceptable.

Everything is negotiable. Whether or not the negotiation is easy is another thing.

Now it's dedicated to my grandparents and to both of my parents. The first book was dedicated to my mother so I thought maybe it was my father's turn, but then I realized that everyone would jump on that and assume I'd had some falling out with my mother, which is absolutely not the case.

I grew up knowing that I had the prettiest mother of anyone in my class.