I've Lived My Life Again Just Telling

I Tried To Continue, But Somehow My Throat Made Up Its Mind To Swallow – Though I Can’t Think What I Was Swallowing, Unless It Was A Little Knot Of Emotion I Pushed Back Down Because There Was No Room In My Face For Any More.

Passion Can Quickly Slip To Jealousy, Or Even Hatred.

Geisha Is Always Called Beautiful Even If She Is Not.

My Tears Simply Broke Through The Fragile Wallthat Had Held Them, And With A Terrible Feeling Of Shame, I Laid My Head Upon The Table And Let Them Drain Out Of Me.

We Must Use Whatever Methods We Can To Understand The Movement Of The Universe Around Us And Time Our Actions So That We Are Not Fighting The Currents, But Moving With Them.