Don't you know that a man being rich is like a girl being pretty?
You might not marry a girl just because she's pretty, but my goodness does some help.
I can be smart when it's important, but most men don't like it.
I marry my husband because he is terrific in bed.
teacher: she is not very outgoing, not very vibrant. Her clothes separates her a little from the others.
I remember she painted these two self-portraits: one is this sort of sensual cat woman (“life is wonderful, so what the hell”); then the other looks like this little orphan girl with one sock falling down (“lonely”).
I think to love bravely is the best, and accept is as much as one can bear.
what do I believe in, what is truth?
I believe in myself, even my most delicate and intangible thoughts.
don't kiss me. don't fool me. I'm a dancer who can't dance.
when I do trust myself about certain things, I do fully.
He is the only person I trust as much as myself.
I can't really stand human beings sometimes.
O silence, you stillness hurts my head...
I guess I've always been deeply terrified to really be someone's wife, since I know from life that one can not love one another, ever, really.