I don't sit around thinking that I'd like to have another husband; only another man would make me think that way.

My life has had meaning, with the friendships full and valuable and essential to me. My children, Steve, Leslie, and Sam, are all different-all first-rate human beings with high standards-whom I completely and unequivocally adore-don't always agree with-but always admire and respect. They all have wit and a sense of humor and, thank God, I have hung on to mine.

I never believed marriage was a lasting institution . . . I thought that to be married for five years was to be married forever.

I always brought up my children not to believe in Mothers Day gifts, and now I regret it.

How in hell can you handle love without turning your life upside down? That's what love does, it changes everything.

I don't think being the only child of a single parent helped. I was always a little unsteady in my self-belief. Then there was the Jewish thing. I love being Jewish, I have no problem with it at all. But it did become like a scar, with all these people saying you don't look it.

As long as I can walk and talk, I'll try almost anything. I say "almost" because the high wire is definitely out.