Of course I don't always enjoy being a mother. At those times my husband and I hole up somewhere in the wine country, eat, drink, make mad love and pretend we were born sterile and raise poodles.

I find myself getting so upset because I was never able to be a good mother for my daughter or a good grandmother for my granddaughter because I was always so sick. I only hope that I can live long enough to see my granddaughter graduate.

That woman speaks eight languages and can't say no in any of them.

"Cheque enclosed" are the two most beautiful words in the English language

Language is the mother of thought, not its handmaiden

When would you stop time, Mother Smith?