Age Does Not Protect You From Love.

To Lie, Of Course, Is To Engender Insanity.

We Do Not See The World As It Is. We See The Word As We Are.

Gold Never Comes To The Dreamers - Except In Dreams.

I Take Pleasure In My Transformations. I Look Quiet And Consistent, But Few Know How Many Women There Are In Me.

I Only Regret That Everybody Wants To Deprive Me Of The Journal, Which Is The Only Steadfast Friend I Have, The Only One Which Makes My Life Bearable, Because My Happiness With Human Beings Is So Precarious, My Confiding Moods Rare, And The Least Sign Of Non-interest Is Enough To Silence Me. In The Journal I Am At Ease.