Rock And Menopause Do Not Mix.

When You Grow Up As A Girl, The World Tells You The Things That You Are Supposed To Be: Emotional, Loving, Beautiful, Wanted. And Then When You Are Those Things, The World Tells You They Are Inferior: Illogical, Weak, Vain, Empty.

A Wound Gets Worse When It's Treated With Neglect.

I Don't Love The Years Going By. I'd Just As Soon Stay Forty-five. But It's Ok Because I Feel A Whole Lot Better Than I Did At Thirty-five.

I Don't Like That [scaring] Feeling And I Watch The News Every Day Because Of It. It's Going To Be Hard To Fix All Of These Problems That Seem Absolutely Unfixable To Me.

Time Makes You Bolder, Children Get Older. I'm Getting Older, Too.