I felt the first man I slept with must be intelligent, so I could respect him.

Living with him is like being told a perpetual story: his mind is the biggest, most imaginative I have ever met. I could live in its growing countries forever.

I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow, the million moving shapes and cul-de-sacs of shadow. There was shadow in bureau drawers and closets and suitcases, and shadow under houses and trees and stones, and shadow at the back of people's eyes and smiles, and shadow, miles and miles and miles of it, on the night side of the earth.

I like you, but not too much. I don’t want to like anybody too much.

I felt dull and flat and full of shattered visions.

To annihilate the world by annihilation of oneself is the deluded height of desperate egoism.

I was supposed to be having the time of my life.