I'm not busy... a woman with three children under the age of 10 wouldn't think my schedule looked so busy.

I felt a tremendous sadness for men who can't deal with a woman of their own age.

Age becomes reality when you hear someone refer to that attractive young woman standing next to the woman in the green dress and you find that you're the one in the green dress.

I'm 36 and if I met a woman of my own age and married her I'd also be marrying her former life her past. It might be OK for some people - I don't want to judge it or anything - but it's not for me. It would destroy my creativity.

A woman tells her doctor 'I've got a bad back.' The doctor says 'It's old age.' The woman says 'I want a second opinion.' The doctor says: 'Okay - you're ugly as well.'

I have always felt that a woman has the right to treat the subject of her age with ambiguity until perhaps she passes into the realm of over ninety. Then it is better she be candid with herself and with the world.

A woman telling her true age is like a buyer confiding his final price to an Armenian rug dealer.

A woman has the age she deserves.

No woman should ever be quite accurate about her age. It looks so calculating.

The age of a woman doesn't mean a thing. The best tunes are played on the oldest fiddles.

An archaeologist is the best husband a woman can have. The older she gets the more interested he is in her.

A diplomat is a man who always remembers a woman's birthday but never remembers her age.