They chatter together like birds on Cypress Hill, but all they say is 'Live, live, live, live, live!' It's all they've learned, it's the only advice they can give.

If you can't be yourself, what's the point of being anyone else?

Nobody knew my rose of the world but me... I had too much glory. They don't want glory like that in nobody's heart

Hell is yourself and the only redemption is when a person puts himself aside to feel deeply for another person.

Nothing's more determined than a cat on a hot tin roof.

Don't you think there is always something unspoken between two people?

He was a boy, just a boy, when I was a very young girl. When I was sixteen, I made the discovery - love. All at once and much, much too completely. It was like you suddenly turned a blinding on something that had always been half in shadow, that's how it struck the world for me. But I was unlucky. Deluded.