There is no greater power in the world than the zest of a postmenopausal woman.

Humanity . . . lies in man's capacity to question the known and imagine the unknown.

It is typical, in America, that a person's hometown is not the place where he is living now but is the place he left behind.

You can never have a relationship with someone whose smell you don't like.

I am interested in what happens to people who find the whole of life so rewarding that they are able to move through it with the same kind of delight in which a child moves through a game.

Jealousy is not a barometer by which the depth of love can be read. It merely records the degree of the lover's insecurity.

It has been a woman's task throughout history to go on believing in life when there was almost no hope.