I don’t care about anyone, and the feeling is quite obviously mutual.

I am silver and exact.I have no preconceptions.

There I went again, building up a glamorous picture of a man who would love me passionately the minute he met me, and all out of a few prosy nothings.

... stop trying to get me to write about 'decent courageous people' -- read the Ladies' Home Journal for those! ... I believe in going through and facing the worst, not hiding from it.

The floor seemed wonderfully solid. It was comforting to know I had fallen and could fall no farther.

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

The silence drew off, baring the pebbles and shells and all the tatty wreckage of my life.