When I put the plate down, you don't hear a sound. When I pick up a glass, I want it to be just right. When someone says, "How come you're just a waitress?" I say, "Don't you think you deserve being served by me?"

My doctors were of one mind: unless something was immediately done, I had maybe six months to live. A quintuple bypass was suggested. Quintuple! I was impressed, though somewhat disturbed because I was in the middle of work on a new book.

I hope for peace and sanity - it's the same thing.

I said, "Suppose communists come out against cancer, do we have to automatically come out for cancer?'" I can't take back that I'm against the poll tax, that I'm against lynching, that I'm for peace.

The trouble with censorship is that once it starts it is hard to stop. Just about every book contains something that someone objects to.

We hear the term independent contractors in Iraq. Independent contractors? Mercenaries!

I hope that memory is valued - that we do not lose memory.