The vote means nothing to women. We should be armed.

shadows of love, inebriations of love, foretastes of love, trickles of love, but never yet the one true love.

...people liking you or not liking you is an accident and is to do with them and not you. That goes for love too, only more so.

It was the first time that I came face to face with madness and feared it and was fascinated by it.

Kindness. The most unkind thing of all.

Books everywhere. On the shelves and on the small space above the rows of books and all along the floor and under chairs, books that I have read, books that I have not read.

In our deepest moments we say the most inadequate things.