I am sure there are things that can't be cured by a good bath but I can't think of one.

I may never be happy, but tonight I am content. At times like this I'd call myself a fool to ask for more.

When they asked some old Roman philosopher or other how he wanted to die, he said he would open his veins in a warm bath. I thought it would be easy, lying in the tup and seeing the redness flower from my wrists, flush after flush through the clear water, till I sank into sleep under a surface gaudy as poppies.

The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.

From the night Buddy Willard kissed me and said I must go out with a lot of boys, he made me feel I was much more sexy and experienced than he was and that everything he did like hugging and kissing and petting was simply what I made him feel like doing out of the blue, he couldn’t help it and didn’t know how it came about. Now I saw he had only been pretending all this time to be so innocent.

O love, how did you get here?

Don't let the wicked city get you down.