It seemed silly to wash one day when I would only have to wash again the next. It made me tired just to think of it.

When you give someone your whole heart and he doesn't want it, you cannot take it back. It's gone forever.

I felt very still and empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo.

God, it was good to let go, let the tight mask fall off, and the bewildered, chaotic fragments pour out. It was the purge, the catharsis.

I do not know who I am, where I am going - and I am the one who has to decide the answers to these hideous questions.

I could feel the winter shaking my bones and banging my teeth together.

The day I went into physics class it was death.