I am an observant Jew! Now my secret is out.

You know what, when I was thin, I thought there was a fat girl trying to get out of me.

Eating cookies that you bake with your grandmother is one of the greatest social steps one must experience in order to grow up into a decent world citizen, in my opinion.

I'm either mentally ill or Jewish. I can't sometimes tell the difference.

My grandmother ... came here, not only like so many others because of the streets 'being paved with gold' and all, but because she wanted to leave the place where the streets were paved with people who had not gone to America.

There is no scarier chasm of darkness than the human mind.

I quit smoking. I feel better. I smell better. And it's safer to drink out of old beer cans laying around the house.