If anger were mileage, I'd be a very frequent flyer, right up there in First Class.

If anger were mileage, I'd be a very frequent flyer, right up there in First Class.

Most cooks would not, for example, prepare an important, elaborate, and difficult dish on the back-burner. Neither should we relegate the cultivation and preparation of happiness for a position where it is both hard to reach and difficult to infuse with new ingredients.

I personally translated the word 'vendetta' as Italian for 'What do you mean, "you want to see other women"?

I am constantly surprised that the simple word 'feminism' raises more eyebrows and initiates more sad-faced head-shaking than any elaborate stream of invective I have ever leveled at either the I.R.S. or the D.M.V.

I have an intimate relationship with books. After all, I take them with me into the bathtub-not an invitation I offer lightly.

While I do not believe the earth loaned to us by our ancestors should be plagued by chemical horrors and thereby corrupted for future generations, neither do I believe I should have to face anything that has more eyes than I have during dinner. It was my rule when I was dating and, heck, it's still my rule now.