It takes at least one to make a marriage.

Don't be silly. I'm a mature, intelligent woman. Of course I'm afraid of my mother.

Some enterprising youth should go from door to door on Christmas morning peddling batteries.

Being divorced is like being hit by a Mack truck. If you live through it, you start looking very carefully to the right and to the left.

I know all about improvisation and the free-form that mirrors the chaos of our time, but I do like to feel that the playwright has done some work before I got there.

In the beginning, we made the usual mistake of looking at houses we could afford. I am working on a proposition, hereafter to be known as Kerr's law, which states in essence: All the houses you can afford to buy are depressing.

A lawyer is never entirely comfortable with a friendly divorce, anymore than a good mortician wants to finish his job and then have the patient sit up on the table.