My grandchildren are fabulous and funny.

Women are the only exploited group in history to have been idealized into powerlessness.

The stones themselves are thick with history, and those cats that dash through the alleyways must surely be the ghosts of the famous dead in feline disguise.

When I met my husband, I refused to invite him home for Passover because I was embarrassed my mother might serve all the catered dishes in the wrong order.

Jealousy is all the fun you think they had.