I have always been a romantic, one of those people who believes that a woman in pink circus tights contains all the secrets of the universe.

I'm one of those guys who believes that you need a strong woman in your life.

The harsh truth is, most red-haired men look like blondes who've spoiled from lack of refrigeration. They look like brown-haired men who've been composted out behind the barn. Yet that same pigmentation that on a man can resemble leaf mold or junkyard rust, a woman wears like a tiara of rubies.

Perhaps the only way for a husband to know the true mind graph of his wife is to make her laugh wildly or annoy her deeply enough; else she can hide many secrets from him all throughout her life.

At the typewriter you find out who you are.

Even as a small child, I understood that woman had secrets, and that some of these were only to be told to daughters. In this way we were bound together for eternity.