Mad World' hasn't dated because it's expressive of a period I call the teenage menopause, where your hormones are going crazy as you're leaving childhood. Your fingers are on the cliff and you're about to drop off, but somehow you cling on.
There's only one thing harder than living in a home with an adolescent - and that's being an adolescent. The moodiness, the volatility, the wholesale lack of impulse control, all would be close to clinical conditions if they occurred at another point in life. In adolescence, they're just part of the behavioral portfolio.
Right now I don't call it the menopause, I call it men-on-pause.
Women have to control their fertility for 30 years. Thirty years is a long time not to make mistakes.
I, as a man, don't even pretend to know what a woman goes through during pregnancy.
When you experience the emotion of sadness, there will be changes in facial expression, and your body will be closed in, withdrawn. There are also changes in your heart, your guts: they slow down. And there are hormonal changes.
Women are venomous during the time of their menses and so very dangerous that they poison beasts with their glance and little children in their cots, sully and stain mirrors, and on some occasions those men who lie with them in carnal intercourse are made leprous.
Teenagers are like atoms when they're moving at hundreds of miles an hour and bouncing off each other. Everybody's got such a crazy hormonal drive and reacting to each other differently and getting upset over little things. High school puts all these potential explosions in one place.
The menopause is probably the least glamorous topic imaginable; and this is interesting, because it is one of the very few topics to which cling some shreds and remnants of taboo. A serious mention of menopause is usually met with uneasy silence; a sneering reference to it is usually met with relieved sniggers. Both the silence and the sniggering are pretty sure indications of taboo.
Almost every month, I have a day where I get stuck in the mud of me. I used to blame hormones and PMS. After I hit 50, I blamed the lack of hormones. But men get stuck, too, so it must simply be the human condition.
I think I went through puberty. I'm, like, 20 now and I was, like, 17 then, ... You know, I've experienced different things and am having a lot more fun with it.
A young woman in her teens has about 300,000 eggs in her ovaries. By the time she is menopausal, none are left.
When I was pregnant with Future, one thing I learned quickly was, don't ever let a pregnant lady be hungry, because when I was, I was like the Tasmanian Devil!
This is my brain: O This is my brain after making out with Fang: * It's very sad.
The early stage of pregnancy for me is quite hard to hide.
Got those moods a swinging, tears a slinging, nothing fits me, when it hits me, ranting, raving, misbehaving, PMS blues.
My body feels like it is asking to reproduce.
Adolescence is like cactus.
There are amazing acne treatments and creams out there, but sometimes we're just hormonal, and there is nothing we can do about our 'friends' showing up out of nowhere.
I think I was one of those kids that, at the age of 13, start filling out a little bit: I was the kid that had the chest, the arms, the calves, especially, with these big legs like an adult.
A study says owning a dog makes you 10 years younger. My first thought was to rescue two more, but I don't want to go through menopause again.
What has gotten into you lately? Save a little craziness for menopause!
At 19, I didn't have a hair on my face. When I was 20, I looked 14.
Precisely what menstruation is, is not yet very well known.
I didn't want to whisper and giggle about [puberty] anymore. I felt incredibly self-conscious. I felt like I was losing myself, and I was losing who I was. And that really scared me.
