Marrying a man is like buying something you've been admiring for a long time in a shop window. You may love it when you get it home, but it doesn't always go with everything else in the house.

Marrying a man is like buying something you've been admiring for a long time in a shop window. You may love it when you get it home, but it doesn't always go with everything else in the house.

The average, healthy, well-adjusted adult gets up at seven-thirty in the morning feeling just plain terrible.

Being divorced is like being hit by a Mack truck. If you live through it, you start looking very carefully to the right and to the left.

I'm tired of all this nonsense about beauty being skin deep. That's deep enough. What do you want, an adorable pancreas?