At seventy-four I'm getting minor raves on my looks, but I'm caught in the middle. Who knows what seventy-four looks like? Who cares? But if I'd listened to my friends, I could now lie and say I'm eighty-four. For eighty-four, the way I look is spectacular.
I think there is one smashing rule: never face the facts.
Never give up. And never, under any circumstances, face the facts.
Courage is very important. Like a muscle, it is strengthened by use.
In our family we don't divorce our men - we bury them.
When you finally learn how to do it, you're too old for the good parts.