I was wandering around as usual, in my unpleasantly populated sub-conscious.

And no bathroom on earth will make up for marrying a bearded man you hate.

Prayer's a very tricky business.

I found it quite easy to carry on a casual conversation it was as if my real feelings were down fathoms deep in my mind and what we said was just a feathery surface spray.

When I read a book, I put in all the imagination I can, so that it is almost like writing the book as well as reading it - or rather, it is like living it. It makes reading so much more exciting, but I don't suppose many people try to do it.

Everything in the least connected with him has value for me; if someone even mentions his name it is like a little present to me-and I long to mention it myself

And who says you always have to understand things? You can like them without understanding them -- like 'em better sometimes.