I never leaf through a copy of National Geographic without realizing how lucky we are to live in a society where it is traditional to wear clothes.

Don't confuse fame with success. Madonna is one; Helen Keller is the other.

My son would walk to the refrigerator-freezer and fling both doors open and stand there until the hairs in his nose iced up. After surveying $200 worth of food in varying shapes and forms, he would declare loudly, 'There's nothing to eat!'

Let me put it this way. According to my girth, I should be a ninety-foot redwood.

For years, my husband and I have advocated separate vacations. But the kids keep finding us.

I come from a family where gravy is considered a beverage.

I don't think women outlive men, Doctor. It only seems longer.