You have to be able to make a real creative life for Yourself, before you can expect anyone Else to provide one ready-made for you.

But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and defensless that I couldn't do it. It was as if what I wanted to kill wasn't in that skin or the thin blue pulse that jumped under my thumb, but somewhere else, deeper, more secret, and a whole lot harder to get.

I may have made a straight A in physics, but I was panic-struck. Physics made me sick the whole time I learned it.

There is so much hurt in this game of searching for a mate, of testing, trying. And you realize suddenly that you forgot it was a game, and turn away in tears.

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 was my own woman. The next step was to find the proper sort of man.

Good to know that if I ever need attention all I have to do is die.