Love is like a tide. When it's in, everything looks beautiful and inviting. Only when love recedes can you see the debris beneath the surface - the old bottles, the rusty prams, the sewage pipes, the bloated cats and dogs weighted down to drown. The man I had once loved so passionately I now saw as weak, gutted like a fish.

All men are into bondage, 'specially if they're real assholes at work all day.

The truth is, my experience in matters sexual is limited.

Women want to be treated as equals, not sequels.

Any woman who calls herself a post-feminist should keep her Wonderbra and burn her brains.

In Hollywood a romantic man is one who talks to you after sex.

Anyone living in Los Angeles who says they don't need a psychiatrist, needs a psychiatrist.