Wisdom worth sharing, words worth remembering.
As with most liberal sexual ideas what makes the world a better place for men invariably makes it a duller and more dangerous place for women.
Women more often than not do things which aren't remotely relaxing but are all about preening which is just another sort of work.
Show me a frigid women and nine times out of ten I'll show you a little man.
It's received wisdom that the English are uniquely child-unfriendly.
There's something brave and touching about game girls of all ages keeping themselves smart in hard times – one thinks of those wonderful women during World War II drawing stocking seams in eyebrow pencil up the back of legs stained with gravy browning because nylons were so hard to get hold of.
As I get older I think contrary to modern assumption but in line with the old Lerner and Lowe song that it would actually benefit both them and society if – to quote Professor Higgins – a woman could be more like a man.
It's very hard to imagine the phrase 'consumer society' used so cheerfully and interpreted so enthusiastically in England.
No matter how old and glorious the models sad indeed is the woman who sees fashion as a means of self-expression rather than an agent of social control.
Being a monarchist – saying that one small group is born more worthy of respect than another – is just as warped and strange as being a racist.
The money I pay for my cultural experiences came willingly from my own pocket – they were not the result of bread being removed from the mouths of the poor so that Miss Thing here could mince off to the circus smelling of roses.
From paying off friends' tax bills to rescuing stray dogs and stuffing £20 notes into the hands of homeless people I can't get rid of my money fast enough.
We are used to female writers who use their private lives as unmitigated material being somewhat hormonal this somehow 'excuses' what might be seen as a highly unfeminine ability to turn their personal upsets into money.
