I'd rather lose my own money than someone else's.

For me just being how old I am I know I don't want to be a single mom. I really would rather make it a two-person job. But I've also come to terms with not being a mother at all. I'm actually really good with either direction that my life can take as being a valid experience.

I love my mom. My mom loves me. We don't have an easy relationship. I don't think we ever will but I'd rather have a complicated misunderstood relationship than have no relationship at all.

Few things are impracticable in themselves and it is for want of application rather than of means that men fail to succeed.

It's rather splendid to think of all those great men and women who appear to have presented symptoms that allow us to describe them as bipolar. Whether it's Hemingway Van Gogh... Robert Schumann has been mentioned... Virginia Woolf Sylvia Plath... some of them with rather grim ends.

What affects men sharply about a foreign nation is not so much finding or not finding familiar things it is rather not finding them in the familiar place.

I do not consider it an insult but rather a compliment to be called an agnostic. I do not pretend to know where many ignorant men are sure - that is all that agnosticism means.

Men seldom or rather never for a length of time and deliberately rebel against anything that does not deserve rebelling against.

The wish to acquire more is admittedly a very natural and common thing and when men succeed in this they are always praised rather than condemned. But when they lack the ability to do so and yet want to acquire more at all costs they deserve condemnation for their mistakes.

Mind you I've always been a very off-message type of fat broad one who gladly admits she reached the size she is now solely through lack of discipline and love of pleasure and who rather despises people (except those with proven medical conditions) who pretend that it is generally otherwise.