My own philosophy is if you're not having sex, you're finished. It separates the girls from the old people.

If I had to choose between sex and food, I would choose food, but I'd choose sex over nearly everything else.

People never get tired of looking at beautiful pictures of gorgeous girls.

some bosses are so greedy (for themselves only) they forget underlings are not thirteenth-century peasants who can be satisfied with a glass of mead and three festivals a year.

Never expect anybody - except possibly your analyst - to be as thrilled about your sex life as you are.

I care. I care a lot. I think of Cosmopolitan all day, and I run scared. So it's a combination of fright, caring and anxiety.

Charm is the next best asset after looks and brains - and can almost make up for looks.