One [New York] eatery is a remodeled diner that looks like what Busby Berkeley would have done if only he hadn't had the money.

This idea that people have to love and understand each other is absurd. It's not human nature.

The great thing about New Jersey is that it's close to New York.

People (a group that in my opinion has always attracted an undue amount of attention) have often been likened to snowflakes. This analogy is meant to suggest that each is unique - no two alike. This is quite patently not the case. People, even at the current rate of inflation - in fact, people especially at the current rate of inflation - are quite simply a dime a dozen. And, I hasten to add, their only similarity to snowflakes resides in their invariably and lamentable tendency to turn, after a few warm days, to slush.

Why not have your first baby at sixty, when your husband is already dead and your career is over? Then you can really devote yourself to it.

Favorite animal: steak.

New York was always more expensive than any other place in the United States, but you could live in New York - and by New York, I mean Manhattan. Brooklyn was the borough of grandparents. We didn't live well. We lived in these horrible places. But you could live in New York. And you didn't have to think about money every second.