It will not fall away. Man cannot judge it. For art sings of God, and ultimately belongs to Him.

For Christmas every year, my mother used to give me those cheap little diaries that would tell your horoscope and provide a little blank slot for each day.

I'm a total failure at housewifery. I always have been, 'cause I daydream too much. If I start doing the dishes at one in the afternoon, I'll still be there at six in the evening.

What I say should always be prefaced with this: I'm not really politically articulate. I just try to be like Thomas Paine: what is common sense? So when I say these things to you, I am speaking from a humanist point of view. I just look around and see what's wrong.

I was so unhealthy as a child, and at least three or four times my parents were told to get ready, that I would not make it.

People say hello to me. I mean, sometimes the sanitation truck goes by and says, hey Patti.

These are the times, the times of our own, these are the shapes the world we formed.