She can't just be a face, a body; there has to be more than that, some kind of connection. And I can't connect, don't want to connect, with anyone.

As the light begins to intensify, so does my misery, and I wonder how it is possible to hurt so much when nothing is wrong.

At what point do you give up - decide enough is enough? There is only one answer really. Never.

...and my loneliness, always my loneliness - that airless bubble of despair that is slowing stifling me.

Out of the millions and millions of people that inhabit this planet, he is one of the tiny few I can never have.

Trying to describe my life and feelings to you is like trying to describe coulours to the blind, or music to the deaf. It's simply not possible.

At the age of five she has already come to terms with one of the life's harshest lessons: that the world isn't fair.

At the end of the day it's about how much you can bear, how much you can endure. Being together, we harm nobody; being apart, we extinguish ourselves.

How can something so wrong feel so right?

It's always nice being wanted. Even if it's by the wrong person.

You've always been my best friend, my soul mate, and now I've fallen in love with you too. Why is that such a crime?

And having once chosen, never to seek to return to the crossroads of that decision-for even if one chooses wrongly, the choice cannot be unmade.

I know why we laugh. We laugh because it hurts, and it's the only thing to make it stop hurting.

In theory man is put at the center of everything but in practice he is barely allowed to sit on the sidelines

Little more can reasonably be aimed at with respect to the people at large than to have them properly armed.

I am an unwilling devil. I cry like some vagrant child. I want to go home.

For now, decisions are upon us and we cannot afford delay. We cannot mistake absolutism for principle or substitute spectacle for politics, or treat name-calling as reasoned debate.

I began by doing book reviews on the typewriter and then went over to short stories on the machine, meanwhile sticking to pencil for poetry.

I don't pretend to be an ordinary housewife.

God is just another artist, like me.

I'm addicted to women. Believe me, as Shaggy, after every concert, there's drawers that are dropping.