It’s not that I can’t fall in love. It’s really that I can’t help falling in love with too many things all at once. So, you must understand why I can’t distinguish between what’s platonic and what isn’t, because it’s all too much and not enough at the same time.

I want to marry a [guy], so i can rest my soul with [him] till we both get old. This can't go on all the time-- all this franticness and jumping around. We've got to go someplace, find something.

We wandered in a frenzy and a dream (301).

Cats yawn because they realize that there's nothing to do.

I see as much as doors'll allow, open or shut.

Scribbled secret notebooks, and wild typewritten pages, for yr own joy

For the first time in my life the weather was not something that touched me, that caressed me, froze or sweated me, but became me.