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
No one knows men as such, any more than anyone knows women, and if they do generalise theyre probably trying to hide their own ignorance. You might know one man, yes, or even lots of individual men. – Julie Burchill