My parents moved back to New York from Florida when I was in the ninth grade.

Photographs are two-dimensional. I work in four dimensions.

I had a non-existent knowledge of Queen Victoria's early years. Like everyone else, I thought of her as an old lady dressed in black. My mom had told me about her, though, that she had a very loving relationship with Albert, that they had lots of kids, and that he died young.

The good things never stay in your head. Only the bad things live on.

There are very few things that I have any patience for that are not at least a little bit humorous.

In the Church, and in the journey of faith, women have had and still have a special role in opening doors to the Lord.