self-pity is better than none.

I honestly believe there is absolutely nothing like going to bed with a good #book; or a friend who's #read one.

Right from the start my parents had left me to fend for myself. Apparently unaware that I was a kid, they invariably treated me like an adult, perhaps because they themselves were no spring chickens.

I should have suspected my husband was lazy. On our wedding day, his mother told me: "I'm not losing a son; I'm gaining a couch."

It would seem that something which means poverty, disorder and violence every single day should be avoided entirely, but the desire to beget children is a natural urge.

Choose a checked or striped wall paper. People will be halfway home before they are able to focus.

You know what keeps me humble? Mirrors!