The ability to speak does not make you intelligent.
I am a bourgeois, but I am not a Left-woman. I was born a bourgeois, and I have always tried not to stand on a pedestal and say that I am a worker. That would be false talk. Nor during the many years when the red hirelings were around and held their noses at the thought of “Matador” and everything else I did. I’m not a peasant either. I was born a bourgeois, but that is why I can criticise the bourgeoisie and their shabby schemes, which I can easily see through.
A developed country is not a place where the poor have cars. This is where the rich use public transport.
I won! I won! I don’t have to go to school anymore.
You have to take the wrinkles that come. And all those who get their skin sprayed and look like wounded warriors for a long time, become very little prettier, but look so sour. The smile is actually the best face-lift, I think.
A good breakfast can save the day.
One of the things I can’t get my hands on is something like “Mothers’ Clubs”, where instead of reading a book and walking in nature with their babies, they sit and talk about vomit and nappies and burping with other like-minded people and get nowhere. I think it bothers me a little in the women’s area.
I have a small walk-in closet, and it can easily turn into a recycling museum, so I’ve also learned to sort out. When you are as old as I am, it is very important not to get sloppy and wear boring clothes.
The pill is one of the biggest advances I’ve seen.
Wearing cheap clothes or driving an old car doesn’t make you broke. You got a family to feed not a community to impress.
When you tear out a man’s tongue, you are not proving, him a liar: you’re only telling the world that you fear what he might say.
In a rich man’s house, there is no place to spit in his face.
It’s okay to be a little fucked up in the head. We all are. It’s only when you’re fucked up in the heart that makes you a piece of shit.
When I give food to the poor, they call me a saint. When I ask why the poor have no food, they call me a communist.
Life is like a game of chess. I don’t know how to play chess.
If the penalty for a crime is a fine, then that law only exists for the lower class.
When you get as old as I am and no longer have a husband or dog, and the children have long since left home, you can sit and get a little wiser by thinking. Then it’s time to edit your memories and start looking at your life again. First come the regrets, then come the wrongs you’ve done, mistakes you’ve made – and all the things you can sit and brood over if you’re already in a bad mood. But you can also understand people and contexts in a new way.
I hate all those weathermen who tell you that rain is bad weather. There’s no such thing as bad weather, just the wrong clothing, so get yourself a sexy raincoat and live a little.
Instead of buying your children all the things you never had, you should teach them all the things you were never taught. Material wears out but knowledge stays.
I need ammunition, not a ride.
Love is like a fart. If you have to force it, itøs probably crap.
Build a man a fire, and he’ll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he’ll be warm for the rest of his life.
These are two humans who, by technology and science, have created ways that can fight crime and get rid of bad people. However, In that contest, my money’s on Iron Man because he invented everything that he uses. Batman, however, has engineers.
Lotto is a tax for stupid people. An extra tax.
My articles were based on something I wanted to change. Everyone has the right to a decent life, and I thought it was important to give vulnerable people support and confidence. I was brought up to respect other people.