What has gotten into you lately? Save a little craziness for menopause!

Paris is particularly beautiful in the rain. It was just a nice experience for me, a pleasant experience, and I was able to present it to the world through my eyes, very subjectively - not realistically, but subjectively.

No matter what the shrinks, or the pundits, or the self-help books tell you, when it comes to love, it's luck.

There's no way to prove that there is no God. You just have to take it on faith.

I can't with any conscience argue for New York with anyone. It's like Calcutta. But I love the city in an emotional, irrational way, like loving your mother or your father even though they're a drunk or a thief. I've loved the city my whole life - to me, it's like a great woman.

I wouldn't necessarily want to be a big muscular guy. It's nice to be gorgeous whether you're male or female assuming you don't lose whatever else you have.

There are worse things than death. Many of them playing at a theater near you.