Being the offspring of English teachers is a mixed blessing. When the film star says to you, on the air, 'It was a perfect script for she and I,' inside your head you hear, in the sarcastic voice of your late father, 'Perfect for she, eh? And perfect for I, also?'

I find most 'sacred music' pretty dismal.

I have a long list of things that make me mad.

I feel like I've been watching Irwin Corey forever. I saw him in the 1950s, and I thought he was old then.

Music bypasses the brain and goes straight to the heart. I wish my life had more of it.

By the time I was in the fourth grade, I sounded exactly like my father on the phone.

I think I'd be pretty easy to write for.