But the more poetry one reads the more one longs to read!
I'm a writer first and a woman after.
I must say, I hate money. But it's the lack of it I hate most.
we cling to our last pleasures as the tree clings to its last leaves.
Once we have learned to read, meaning of words can somehow register without consciousness.
Oh, how quickly things changed! Why didn't happiness last for ever? For ever wasn't a bit too long.