If I'm censoring for anyone, it's for my parents. They are very old-fashioned and moral people. They still don't understand me that well.

I met a redneck on a Grecian isle who did the Goat Dance very well.

I learned from admiration and osmosis.

You feed it all your woes, the ghostly garden grows.

I don't know how to sell out. If I tried to sell out I don't think I could.

Woke up, it was a Chelsea morning, and the first thing that I knew there was milk and toast and honey and a bowl of oranges, too.

My husband had an education. He had a degree in Literature. I married into a camp of literary types.