Jakie, Is It My Birthday Or Am

My Vigour, Vitality, And Cheek Repel Me. I Am The Kind Of Woman I Would Run From.

I Refuse To Admit That I Am More Than 52, Even If That Makes My Children Illegitimate.

Grass Is Growing On The Front Bench.

Women Are Young At Politics, But They Are Old At Suffering; Soon They Will Learn That Through Politics They Can Prevent Some Kinds Of Suffering.

Drink Promises You Everything, But Gives Nothing.