I was so devastated by my second divorce that I had a nervous breakdown.

I wasn't a hippie and I wasn't even a bohemian. I was extremely earnest and serious.

I wasn't pretty enough to be the pretty girl and I wasn't unattract­ive enough to be the dorky girl.

The capacity of young people to persevere, even under the most adverse conditions, never ceases to amaze me.

Address things now that could otherwise turn into regrets.

Think about it: Reducing crime and poverty and ensuring that we have an educated, stable work force has a direct effect on you and me and the future of our country.

We're still living with the old paradigm of age as an arch. That's the old metaphor: You're born, you peak at midlife and decline into decrepitude.