I married him against all evidence. I married him believing that marriage doesn't work, that love dies, that passion fades, and in so doing I became the kind of romantic only a cynic is truly capable of being.

Whatever you choose, however many roads you travel, I hope that you choose not to be a lady. I hope you will find some way to break the rules and make a little trouble out there. And I also hope that you will choose to make some of that trouble on behalf of women.

I recognize that printing pictures of corpses raises all sorts of problems about taste and titillation and sensationalism; the fact is, however, that people die. Death happens to be one of life's main events. And it is irresponsible and more than that, inaccurate, for newspapers to fail to show it.

When your children are teenagers, it's important to have a dog so that someone in the house is happy to see you.

In the way that women forget the pain of childbirth, men forget that they cry in movies.

That's another thing about being a certain age that I've noticed: I try as much as possible not to look in the mirror.

Never marry a man you wouldn't want to be divorced from.