My first job was when I was about 12, cleaning houses in the afternoons for different elderly women in town. I hated it.

The appetites of the body were private battles.

Oh that's lovely," said Bunny. "Olive, you've got a date." "Why would you say something so foolish?" Olive asked, really annoyed. "We're two lonely people having supper." "Exactly," said Bunny. "That's a date.

If you get divorced in New York, you go into therapy and will talk to anybody you meet on the sidewalk about it.

I love theater. I love sitting in an audience and having the actors right there, playing out what it means to be a human being.

Each of his son's had been his favorite child.

Oh, I wish I organized my books. But I don't. I'm not an organized person. The best I can do is put the books I really like in one sort of general area, and poetry in another.