Marty was an extraordinary person. Of all the boys I had dated, he was the only one who really cared that I had a brain. And he was always - well, making me feel that I was better than I thought I was.

I am fearful, or suspicious, of generalizations... They cannot guide me reliably in making decisions about particular individuals.

My mother told me to be a lady. And for her, that meant be your own person, be independent.

If I had any talent that God could give me, I would be a great diva.

You can't have it all, all at once. Who - man or woman - has it all, all at once? Over my lifespan, I think I have had it all. But in different periods of time, things were rough. And if you have a caring life partner, you help the other person when that person needs it.

In the '50s, too many women, even though they were very smart, they tried to make the man feel that he was brainier. It was a sad thing.