Probably the only thing my mom and dad agreed on was the vital importance of guilt.

Marcia was incredibly organized, obsessively neat ... I mean she folded her underwear like origami.

If life can end in one minute - so damn quickly with no damn warning - you better do what you want to do now right this minute. Because your next minute might not happen.

Yiddish is the voice of exile, the tongue of ghettos, but I'll shed a tear when it joins ancient Greek and dead Latin. For gossip and insult, you can't beat Yiddish.

Singers come and go; the music business waxes and wanes. The blues are popular and unpopular, often at the same time.

Guilt is the major motivating force in my life.

Plenty of guys are good at sex, but conversation, now there's an art.