Any committee that is the slightest use is composed of people who are too busy to want to sit on it for a second longer than they have to.

I just wish, when neither of us has written to my husband's mother, I didn't feel so much worse about it than he does.

In our society mothers take the place elsewhere occupied by the Fates, the System, Negroes, Communism or Reactionary Imperialist Plots; mothers go on getting blamed until they're eighty, but shouldn't take it personally.

Newish friends, if they get ghastly, can be weighed and found wanting, but you'd never do a thing like that to old ones; their terrible habits are just part of the universe.

It beats me how Freud could say "What do women want?" as if we all must want the same thing.

A food is not necessarily essential just because your child hates it.

In hell they will bore you, in heaven you will bore them.