There are many self-help books by Ph.D.s, but I hold a different degree: an I.B.T.I.A.-I've Been Through It All. This degree comes not on parchment but gauze, and it entitles me to tell you that there is a way to get through any misfortune.
It's been so long since I made love, I can't even remember who gets tied up.
Iām never without a bandage.
Does fashion matter? Always - though not quite as much after death.
I am not lucky. I am the type who would go to Lourdes and drown in the waters.
I said to my husband, 'my boobs have gone, my stomach's gone, say something nice about my legs.' He said, 'Blue goes with everything.'