While motherhood may indeed require a woman who says ‘yes’, grandmotherhood does not.

Age becomes reality when you hear someone refer to that attractive young woman standing next to the woman in the green dress, and you find that you’re the one in the green dress.

Don’t get so involved in the duties of your life and your children that you forget the pleasure. Remember why you had children.

Women on the way up generally fail to win popularity contests. The only compensation is that once you’re there you will become very well liked.

Your mother calls and says she hasn’t seen you for a long time. The first year: You invite her for a week. You give her your room, and you both sleep on the lumpy studio couch. The fifth year: Your mother sleeps on the lumpy studio couch. The tenth year: You send the children to mother.

Repeat nothing – absolutely nothing – that is told you in confidence. There is no such thing as telling just one person.

If I had known how wonderful it would be to have grandchildren, I’d have had them first.

A letter is never ill-timed; it never interrupts. Instead it waits for us to find the opportune minute, the quiet moment to savor the message. There is an element of timelessness about letter writing...

Didn’t we, like our grandchildren, begin with a childhood we thought would never end? Now, all of a sudden, I’m older than my parents were when I thought they were old.

Always hire people who are better than you. Hiring dummies is shortsighted. You can’t move up the ladder until everyone is comfortable with your replacement.