To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is a bad dream.

So much working, reading, thinking, living to do! A lifetime is not long enough.

I have never found anybody who could stand to accept the daily demonstrative love I feel in me, and give back as good as I give.

I felt very low. I had been unmasked only that morning by Jay Cee herself, and I felt now that all the uncomfortable suspicions I had about myself were coming true. After nineteen years of running after good marks and prizes and grants of one sort and another, I was letting up, slowing down, dropping clean out of race.

The blood of love welled up in my heart with a slow pain.

Whenever I'm sad I'm going to die, or so nervous I can't sleep, or in love with somebody I won't be seeing for a week, I slump down just so far and then I say: 'I'll go take a hot bath.

I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who ski better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.