Quote by Julie Burchill
As a kid, I grew to define what I didnt want my life to be like by

As a kid, I grew to define what I didnt want my life to be like by sitting behind moaning women on the bus, hearing them bang on about their aches and pains, both real and imagined. – Julie Burchill

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Tears are sometimes an inappropriate response to death. When a life has been lived completely honestly, completely successfully, or just completely, the correct response to deaths perfect punctuation mark is a smile. – Julie Burchill

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Death
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These women whose antics we smirk at good-naturedly in the pap-traps put themselves out there at least partly on their beauty they are in showbiz, and showing what theyve got is part of their business as much as it is for male show-ponies from the Chippendales to George Clooney. – Julie Burchill

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I love the fact that there are also women out there that dont have a choice and they must go to work and they still have to raise the kids. Thank goodness that we value those people too. – Ann Romney

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Women are women, and hurray for that. – John Galliano

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I gravitate toward women. – Liam Neeson

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Men are restless, adventurous. Women are conservative – despite what current ideology says. – Doris Lessing

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Abstention means you stayed at home or went to the beach. By casting a blank vote, youre saying you have a political conscience but you dont agree with any of the existing parties. – Jose Saramago

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