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

Big women do themselves a disservice when they attempt to become the Righteous Fat (the Righteous Thin are bad enough, all that running around and sweating, somehow believing it means anything). – Julie Burchill