I have some women friends but I prefer men. Dont trust women. There is a built-in competition between women.

I did not sleep. I never do when I am over-happy, over-unhappy, or in bed with a strange man.

never forget this moment, the hum of the bee, the saffron threads of the flower, the drawn blinds, nature's assiduousness and human cruelty.

... we have so many voices in us, how do we know which ones to obey?

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.

I know the mistake I am making. I see the exits in life.

Later as the day cools and they have gone in, the cry of the corncrake will carry across those same fields and over the lake to the blue-hazed mountain, such a lonely evening sound to it, like the lonely evening sound of the mothers, saying it is not our fault that we weep so, it is nature's fault that makes us first full, then empty.