Betrayal betrays the betrayer.

The future is merely a shadow which blocks out the joys of the present and emphasizes the miseries of the past.

At fifty the madwoman in the attic breaks loose, stomps down the stairs, and sets fire to the house. She won't be imprisoned anymore.

It's horrible getting older. I mean, it's wonderful because you see the circles of life get completed. But it's horrible losing your looks.

Never joke with the press. Irony does not translate into newsprint.

Writing about sex turns out to be just writing about life.

If we are all made of God, it is our friends who remind us. We pass the gift of God to them. They pass it back to us when we need it most.