When I was growing up in New York City, my father was a taxi driver for a time.

There is something wonderful about coming to terms with time - that it is finite. You want to have as much joy in your life as possible, and you take responsibility for your own joy.

It's nice to have a pause to parent and to be more present at home, teaching them how to drive cars and navigate boys and all this sort of thing.

I'm not a bad parent and partner, even if I make a thousand mistakes.

When I was growing up in New York City, my father was a taxi driver for a time.

I think I'd be in an entirely different business if it were easy.

I've found there to be a tremendous amount of East Coast snobbery in the journalism world.