Iโm not a cuckoo, either. Iโm a fool is what.
I was not a particularly brave child, I think, because I had a narrative mind, because my mind automatically went to any terrible thing that could happen.
Making you happy isn't making me happy.
Sometimes words are not enough.
There is no easy way to train an apprentice. My two tools are example and nagging.
I liked, I admit, that we didnโt pretend there hadnโt been other girls. There was always a girl on you in the halls at school, like they came free with a backpack.