I can smack a ball-bearing between your abusive fiancé’s eyes before his wingtips hit the sidewalk.

Remember—a woman’s brain wasn’t fully developed until she was 27.

Haven’t you ever done something you regretted when you woke up the next morning?” Steven asked.I didn’t want to tell him how many times.

So why not a woman, too—if I was dating her?

Stage Mom Mom swore she never knew what went on behind The Producer’s Green Door.

I was a small fish in a big sea of amorous deceit.

Of course, I was much younger back then. And not exactly willing.

You’re lucky to have that face. But it doesn’t make you happy.