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When I was first divorced, I started dating younger women, and it was really exciting. But after a while I was like, ‘This is just dumb.’
People don’t have fortunes left them in that style nowadays men have to work and women to marry for money. It’s a dreadfully unjust world.
I wouldn’t want my daughters to date a guy like me. I was dangerous around women in my twenties. I’m terrified that they might end up with someone like me.
I am firmly of the opinion that women who make a lot of effort to hang onto their looks in middle age (unless they are beauties, entertainers or prostitutes) are rather sad, as one should surely have something more substantial to recommend one by this time, such as kindness or cleverness.
You can’t be a great mum and work the whole time necessarily those two things aren’t ideal. We have an awful lot to work on and to debate about in relation to our working lives, because it isn’t working for a lot of people, particularly for a lot of women.
Show me a frigid women and, nine times out of ten, I’ll show you a little man.
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.
You know, when you don’t go on TV and talk about how many women you sleep with, some people in Hollywood, that are supposedly ‘in the know,’ start whispering that you’re gay. If I were gay, I wouldn’t be ashamed to admit it, but I’m not.
Big women do themselves a disservice when they attempt to become the Righteous Fat (the Righteous Thin are bad enough, all that running around and sweating, somehow believing it means anything).