Through love, through friendship, a heart lives more than one life.

The self is merely the lens through which we see others and the world.

I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go.

Woman does not forget she needs the fecundator, she does not forget that everything that is born of her is planted in her.

Everything with me is either worship and passion or pity and understanding. I hate rarely, though when I hate. I hate murderously.

To write at the same temperature at which I live I should write nothing but poetry.

My mission, should I choose to accept it, is to find peace with exactly who and what I am. To take pride in my thoughts, my appearance, my talents, my flaws and to stop this incessant worrying that I can’t be loved as I am.