I don't need a bedroom to prove my womanliness. I can convey just as much sex appeal picking apples off a tree or standing in the rain.
I tried always to do better: saw always a little further. I tried to stretch myself.
To be happy - that's all that matters.
Have we forgotten about the children, and thus forsaken the next generation?
For beautiful hair, let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.
I don't believe in collective guilt, but I do believe in collective responsibility.