There is no formula to relationships.

My mother was French Protestant, and my father was Italian Catholic, and their union was an excess of God, guilt and sauce.

What will you do with the time you have left?

In a newspaper, you only have so much room. It teaches you the value of getting to the point, of not pampering yourself with your glorious writing. I've always been much more interested in one powerful sentence that stays with you. That's my style.

If you hold back on the emotions--if you don't allow yourself to go all the way through them--you can never get to being detached, you're too busy being afraid. You're afraid of the pain, you're afraid of the grief. You're afraid of the vulnerability that loving entails. But by throwing yourself into these emotions, by allowing yourself to dive in, all the way, over your heard even, you experience them fully and completely.

Never tell a child that something it's too hard

Life is a series of pulls back and forth. You want to do one thing, but you are bound to do something else.