I am a marvelous housekeeper. Every time I leave a man I keep his house.
You never really know a man until you have divorced him.
One of my theories is that men love with their eyes; women love with their ears.
A man in love is incomplete until he has married. Then he's finished.
I'm a great housekeeper. I get divorced. I keep the house.
There is nothing wrong with a woman welcoming all men's advances as long as they are in cash