Oh God, what's wrong with me? Why does nothing ever work out?

It occurred to me that if Africa needed us, sometimes we needed Africa a great deal more.

It is horrid to smirk.

When someone loves you it's like having a blanket all round your heart.

It is a truth universally acknowledged that as soon as one part of your life starts looking up, another falls to pieces.

I am a child of Cosmopolitan culture, have been traumatized by supermodels and too many quizzes and know that neither my personality nor my body is up to it if left to its own devices. I can't take the pressure.

In the end there is nothing more unattractive to men than radical feminism.