When God hands you a gift, he also hands you a whip; and the whip is intended for self-flagellation solely.

You can love somebody without it being like that. You keep them a stranger, a stranger who's a friend.

Everybody has to feel superior to somebody," she said. "But it's customary to present a little proof before you take the privilege.

Oh, I adore to cook. It makes me feel so mindless in a worthwhile way.

The more you know about something, the harder it becomes. You become more and more of a perfectionist. I think it's a curse... It's a form of illness!

It was the most haunting room I've ever seen. Because you know what's in it? All the left­overs, all the paraphernalia that the different condemned men had had with them in the "holding" cells.

I knew Lee Harvey Oswald, and I knew Jack Kennedy. The odds against that-one person knowing all four of those men-must be astounding.