When my brother-in-law, BIll Clinton, was elected, he had gay friends. That was a coming out.

When women go off together we call it separatism. When men go off together we call it Congress.

A friend told me that each morning when we get up we have to decide whether we are going to save or savor the world. I don't think that is the decision. It's not an either-or, save or savor. We have to do both, save and savor the world.

[On being lesbian:] One pointer: don't come out to your dad in a moving vehicle.

Some women can't say the word lesbian... even when their mouth is full of one.

[On Nancy Reagan:] At one photo op press conference, she toured a crack house and decried how awful it was, yet one suspected that for our Drug Czarina it had something to do with a plaid couch.

In this political climate, people are so shut down to other ideas - I call it a hardening of the categories - that if you can get them to open up and laugh, there is a possibility of improvement, and a possibility of change. I think humor sneaks up on people, and before you know it, you're laughing at something you might not agree with.