The tulips are too red...they hurt me.
Masks are the order of the day - and the least I can do is cultivate the illusion that I am gay, serene, not hollow and afraid.
How can you be so many women to so many strange people, oh you strange girl?
The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.
The trouble was, I had been inadequate all along, I simply hadn't thought about it.
... 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.