Sometimes go around with guys who are scuffling -- for awhile. But usually they end up marrying some cat with a factory. This is the way world ends, not with a whim but a banker.

I started to play Jazz music in my early teens. A boyfriend brought records over, so I listened to everything

It's awful to have to, but I've started thinking about that, you know. 86. I'm thinking, well, maybe I might make it to 90. At least I'd like to have my brains.

Well it's because the record companies are pumping away with their commercial stuff. I think it's a shame.

At the risk of being a fuddy-duddy I don't have a computer; I don't have e-mail; and I really don't need something in my house that I would be sitting in front of for hours.

By the way, I got a Grammy, which was a big thrill.

I need to get up and walk around and keep my knees from getting bad, which is what's happening.