she is nearing forty and not so easily forgiven as when her skin bloomed like roses.

It's not tipping I believe in. It's overtipping.

When I die, now don't think that I'm a nut, don't want no fancy funeral, just one like old King Tut.

The self-prepared dinner is a great time killer for lonely people and as much time should be spent on it as possible.

So she viewed time spent in the land of the normal as an investigation into the world of marriage-worthy men, even if she was unsure about her own interest in marriage. There must be one solid citizen who also had a spark of life, a sense of humor and adventure.

If you feel tired midway through, give Neil Patrick Harris a Red Bull and throw some sheet music at him.

I just downloaded eleven hundred books onto my Kindle, and now I can’t lift it.