Beauty thinks it needs no talent and can feed on itself, so it soon dies.

Only someone who had cried a great deal understands why someone else wants to stop the tears.

you've got to learn something from every defeat in life or life will defeat you.

love, is an unnatural attachment to another living thing. it's the root cause of most personal problems people have.

Tragedy had sent me headlong into reality. All the things I had seen before now looked different, even nature.

It is so appropriate to color hope yellow, like the sun we seldom saw. And as I begin to copy from the old memorandum journals that I kept for so long, a title comes as if inspired. 'Open the Window and Stand in the Sunshine.' Yet, I hesitate to name our story that. For I think of us more as flowers in the attic.

I saw myself dancing alone, always alone.