If I had my life to live over again, I would have waxed less and listened more. ... I would have cried and laughed less while watching television ... and more while watching real life. ... But mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute of it ... look at it and really see it ... try it on ... live it ... exhaust it ... and never give the minute back until there was nothing left of it.

A friend doesn't go on a diet because you are fat.

The only reason I would take up jogging is so that I could hear heavy breathing again.

When your mother asks, 'Do you want a piece of advice?' it is a mere formality. It doesn't matter if you answer yes or no. You're going to get it anyway.

Like religion, politics, and family planning, cereal is not a topic to be brought up in public. It's too controversial.

A friend doesn't go on a diet because you are fat. A friend never defends a husband who gets his wife an electric skillet for her birthday. A friend will tell you she saw your old boyfriend -- and he's a priest.

It seemed rather incongruous that in a society of super sophisticated communication, we often suffer from a shortage of listeners.