Being gay and being a woman has one big thing in common which is that we both become invisible after the age of 42. Who wants a gay 50-year-old? No one let me tell you.

At a certain age death becomes familiar to you-or a loss becomes familiar-the tragedies that are more commonplace in life.

Each moment of a happy lover's hour is worth an age of dull and common life.

Common sense is the collection of prejudices acquired by age eighteen.