I nearly died of double bronchial pneumonia at the age of five.

The wonderful thing about age is that your knees don't work as well, you can't run down steps quite as easily and obviously you can't lift heavy weights. But your mind doesn't feel any different.

In a secular age, an authentic miracle must purport to be a hoax, in order to gain credit in the world.

But I think it's a little different in Europe, because 40 is really the best age for a woman. That's when we hit our peak and become this ripe fruit.

My mother was 45 when she had me, so when I was in high school my parents were the same age as my friends' grandparents.