My mom listened to the Beatles and Elvis, a lot of different types of music.

My mom passed away a day before high school started, and her dream was for me to be a full rock and roll guy, and play drums in a band.

I'm a nice, happily married wife and mom and I live in Connecticut.

My mom never taught me to be waiting for some prince on a white horse to swipe me off my feet.

In all honesty, at that time, I never saw myself as an author... I was just a Mom in a state of panic, trying to enter a short story contest to win the prize money in order to keep the lights on in my home.

My mom and dad met at UCLA when he as a captain in the Air Force and she was in her junior year.

Growing up, my ideals were Barbra Streisand, Cher, and my mom.

My memory of my mom is a wine glass in one hand and a cigarette in the other. She was a runway fashion model, and she was quite a glamorous woman.

My mom started smoking when she was 11. She went to the hill next door to try her first cigarette. She set the entire hill on fire, but it didn't deter her.

When love is gone, there's always justice. And when justice is gone, there's always force. And when force is gone, there's always Mom. Hi, Mom!

My dad is a bank president and my mom was an accountant and they didn't think that seeking the life of a freelance writer was very practical, you see. Of course, I was just as determined to do it.

I love to fly. I always wanted to fly. It's been one of my dreams since I was 3 years old. I remember saying to my mom, 3 years old, every day, 'I can fly!' Living on the ninth floor, it was dangerous.

My mom said the only reason men are alive is for lawn care and vehicle maintenance.

Dad needs to show an incredible amount of respect and humor and friendship toward his mate so the kids understand their parents are sexy, they're fun, they do things together, they're best friends. Kids learn by example. If I respect Mom, they're going to respect Mom.

Never play cards with a man called Doc. Never eat at a place called Mom's. Never sleep with a woman whose troubles are worse than your own.