I have found it easier to identify with the characters who verge upon hysteria, who were frightened of life, who were desperate to reach out to another person. But these seemingly fragile people are the strong people really.

There is a time for departure even when there's no certain place to go.

They told me to take a streetcar named Desire and then transfer to one called Cemeteries and ride six blocks and get off at - Elysian Fields!

When so many are lonely as seem to be lonely, it would be inexcusably selfish to be lonely alone.

I am more faithful than I intended to be!

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

I'm only really alive when I'm writing.