Keeping a Diary all my life helped me to discover some basic elements essential to the vitality of writing.

I see enormous loves growing immense and finally crushing me.

You can either give negativity power over your life or you can choose happiness instead.

And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.

They courted the face on the screen, the face of translucence, the face of wax on which men found it possible to imprint the image of their fantasy.

I prefer by far the warmth and softness to mere brilliancy and coldness. Some people remind me of sharp dazzling diamonds. Valuable but lifeless and loveless. Others, of the simplest field flowers, with hearts full of dew and with all the tints of celestial beauty reflected in their modest petals.

He understands my pity for his ridiculous, humiliating physical necessity.