As far as the men who are running for president are concerned, they aren't even people I would date.

In fact, looking back, it seems to me that I was clueless until I was about 50-years-old.

The only way to learn is to keep doing something new, and, if you're lucky, learning with people who really know how to do it.

I am still amazed at the amount of Christian charity [Wellesley] stuck us all with, a kind of glazed politeness in the face of boredom and stupidity. Tolerance, in the worst sense of the word. How marvelous it would have been to go to a women's college that encouraged impoliteness, that rewarded aggression, that encouraged argument.

I am not a new journalist, whatever that is. I just sit here at the typewriter and bang away at the old forms.

When you have a baby, you set off an explosion in your marriage, and when the dust settles, your marriage is different from what it was. Not better, necessarily; not worse, necessarily; but different.

Working as a journalist is exactly like being the wallflower at an orgy. I always seem to find myself at a perfectly wonderful event where everyone else is having a marvelous time, laughing merrily, eating, drinking, having sex in the back room, and I am standing on the side taking notes on it all.