There is no solid satisfaction in any career for a woman like myself. There is no home, no true freedom, no hope, no joy, no expectation for tomorrow, no contentment. I would rather cook a meal for a man and bring him his slippers and feel myself in the protection of his arms than have all the citations and awards and honors I have received worldwide, including the Ribbon of Legion of Honor and my property and my bank accounts. They mean nothing to me. And I am only one among the millions of sad women like myself.

My childhood was appalling.

I have thought that I have seen ghosts on many occasions.

Giving a phenomenon a label does not explain it.

I've always enjoyed poor health

Mankind adores its betrayers, and murders its saviors.

The stalwart soul has the will to live and is eager for the race.