He clings to his solitude, to his affected indifference and his grown-up ways, but it's just an act, so as never, never to show his real feelings.

At any rate, Daddy usually comes to my defence. Without him I wouldn't be able to stick out here.

I never utter my real feelings about anything. My lighter, superficial side will always be too quick for the deeper side of me, and that's why it always wins.

The reason for my starting a diary is that I have no real friend.

As long as you can look fearlessly at the sky, you'll know that your pure within and will find happiness once more.

Don't aim for success if you want it; just do what you love and believe in, and it will come naturally. Despite everything, I believe that people are really good at heart.

Ordinary people don't know how much books can mean to someone who's cooped up.