Then he gave me a sweet kiss as if I was his one and only lover.

All I wanted was to share myself with him...in a love way, lust way, every kind of way.

I didn’t know if I should put my faith in God or Satan. Was there really a difference at the end of the day, when we were all going to be dead souls anyway?

Boys don’t cry—or at least that’s what everybody’s supposed to believe.

You make all kinds of mistakes, but as long as you are generous and true and also fierce, you cannot hurt the world or even seriously distress her.

Partings are the beginnings of new meetings.Beginnings happen because there are endings.

I'm not somebody that thinks about destiny and fate, but I don't walk away from it when something unfolds.

Lord, it's one kind favor I'll ask of you. See that my grave is kept clean.

By the time the traditionally male lexicographers become interested in looking at fashion words, their origins are lost in the mists of time.

I love what I do. If I had my time over again, I'd probably do it for nothing.

It's not refreshing where there is confusion or any kind of discomfort in a group that has to work that closely together.

Some people are at the top of the ladder, some are in the middle, still more are at the bottom, and a whole lot more don't even know there is a ladder.

If you find a way to write with open heart to Diary, a friend with Truth, no detail spared, your tome like Petrarch’s works will contain the scattered fragments of your soul.

Writing is a channeling of an individual experience; so is reading. That's what's so exciting about this art form - it's interactive.