My husband says that I'm afraid of heights, but that's not true. What I'm afraid of is falling.

I once complained to my father that I didn't seem to be able to do things the same way other people did. Dad's advice? 'Margo, don't be a sheep.People hate sheep. They eat sheep.'

One person's mess is merely another person's filing system.

House guests (I don't care who they are, how much I like them, or how long it's been since I last saw them) are pests, much like roaches and mice. But there are differences. You can trap roaches and mice. And they don't want you to drive them to Disneyland.

Remarriage is an excellent test of just how amicable your divorce was.

We are living in the era of the busybody. In ancient Greece, if a person wanted guidance, it involved a long, arduous expensive journey to consult the oracle at Delphi. Today, if you want guidance, all you have to do is unplug your ears.

My husband says that I'm afraid of heights, but that's not true. What I'm afraid of is falling.