I was just taking her hand to help her out of a car and I knew. It was like... magic.

If you're looking for monogamy, you'd better marry a swan.

I've always felt that one of the mistakes people make is that they try to do something that is just slightly beyond their skill set, and then feel they've failed.

And don't be frightened: you can always change your mind. I know: I've had four careers and three husbands.

I have a theory that children remember two things-when you weren't there and when they threw up.

You can't retrieve you life (unless you're on Wikipedia, in which case you can retrieve an inaccurate version of it).

Suddenly, one day, there was this thing called parenting. Parenting was serious. Parenting was fierce. Parenting was solemn. Parenting was a participle, like going and doing and crusading and worrying.