I need the reality of other people, work, to fulfill myself. Must never become a mere mother and housewife.

Why honey, don't you want to get dressed?" My mother took care never to tell me to do anything. She would only reason with me sweetly, like one intelligent, mature person with another. It's almost three in the afternoon." I'm writing a novel," I said. "I haven't got time to change into this and change into that.

I need not to be more with others, but to be more & more deeply, richly alone. Recreating worlds.

Love life day by day, color by color, touch by touch.

I may never be happy, but tonight I am content.

I suppose I'll always be over-vulnerable, slightly paranoid.

There is a charge For the eyeing of my scars, there is a charge For the hearing of my heart - It really goes. And there is a charge, a very large charge, For a word or a touch Or a bit of blood Or a piece of my hair or my clothes.