All Little Girls Should Be Told They

The First Effect Marriage Had On Me Was To Increase My Lack Of Interest In Sex.... Actually Our Marriage Was A Sort Of Friendship With Sexual Privileges.

Anything’s Possible, Almost.

I've Always Felt Toward The Slightest Scene, Even If All I Had To Do In A Scene Was Just To Come In And Say, 'hi,' That The People Ought To Get Their Money's Worth And That This Is An Obligation Of Mine, To Give Them The Best You Can Get From Me.

Sometimes I Think I Was More In Control Of My Life Years And Years Ago, And Yet One Should Make Progress; One Should Learn More Every Year And Become…well, If Not Happier, Then Calmer And More Able To Handle Your Problems. But I’m Not. Sometimes I Just Seem To Make More Problems For Myself. I Do. It Makes Me Feel I Haven’t Grown Up As Much As I Should Have By Now.

Everyone’s Childhood Plays Itself Out. No Wonder No One Knows The Other Or Can Completely Understand. By This I Don’t Know If I’m Just Giving Up With This Conclusion Or Resigning Myself — Or Maybe For The First Time Connecting With Reality. How Do We Know The Pain Or Another’s Earlier Years, Let Alone All That He Drags With Him Since Along The Way At Best A Lot Of Leeway Is Needed For The Other — Yet How Much Is Unhealthy For One To Bear. I Think To Love Bravely Is The Best And Accept — As Much As One Can Bear.