As far as I can make out, women's friendships with each other are based on a gush of lies and pretty speeches that mean nothing. You'd think they were all wolves trying to seduce each other the way they flatter and flirt when they're together.

In life, we weep at the thought of death. In death, perhaps we weep at the thought of life.

I have never been able to wear pajamas or creepy nightgowns; they disturb my sleep.

Naturally, there are times when every woman likes to be flattered... to feel she is the most important thing in someone's world. Only a man can paint this picture.

There is a future, and I can't wait to get to it

A woman can't be alone. She needs a man. A man and a woman support and strengthen each other. She just can't do it by herself.

I am involved in a freedom ride protesting the loss of the minority rights belonging to the few remaining earthbound stars. All we demanded was our right to twinkle.