My mom was a great cook and great baker all her life.
Comparison leads to violence.
I desperately want to see the day today and do the best I can not miss a shred of sunlight. It'll be over before I know it.
I'm Jewish and I can sing and I'm alive.
I'm lyrically driven, I'm not musically driven.
In my prayers every day, which are a combination of Hebrew prayers and Shakespeare and Sondheim lyrics and things people have said to me that I've written down and shoved in my pocket, I also say the name of every person I've ever known who's passed on.