That nervous energy that makes people like you and I want and go after everything in the world - bump our heads on all the hard walls and scratch our hands on all the briars - but it makes living great - doesn't it - I'm glad I want everything in the world - good and bad - bitter and sweet - I want it all and a lot of it too

My first memory is of the brightness of light ... light all around. I was sitting among pillows on a quilt on the ground ... very large white pillows.

I decided to start anew, to strip away what I had been taught.

I don't see why we ever think of what others think of what we do – no matter who they are. Isn't it enough just to express yourself?

My first memory is of the brightness of light — light all around.

It was all so far away - there was quiet and an untouched feel to the country and I could work as I pleased.

I know I am unreasonable about people but there are so many wonderful people whom I can't take the time to know.