For all of my life it was the size of my rear that caused me the most hand-wringing, but in this nearly-50 zone it is my stomach that is the problem. It seems to have broken free from its moorings and there is no knowing how far it will roam.

What doesn't kill us makes us funnier.

I think denial's fascinating. It's a jokey word, but it really happens, and sometimes in enormous ways.

I suppose I wanted to have my cake and eat it. But then again, what were you going to do with your cake if not eat it? Frame it? Use it as a sachet in your underwear drawer?

I've never made a secret of the fact that I'd have loved to have children.

when happiness makes a guest appearance in one's life,it's important to make the most of it.It may not stay around for long and when it has gone wouldn't it be terrible to think that all the time one could have been happy was wasted worrying when the happiness would be taken away.

I knew it, I just knew it! The person who had the job of writing my life's dialogue used to work on a very low budget soap opera.