The Moon, Also, Is Merciless: She Would

It Is As If My Life Were Magically Run By Two Electric Currents: Joyous Positive And Despairing Negative--which Ever Is Running At The Moment Dominates My Life, Floods It.

The First Time I Saw A Fingerbowl Was At The Home Of My Benefactress. [...] The Water Had A Few Cherry Blossoms In It, And I Thought It Must Be Some Clear Sort Of Japanese After-dinner Soup And Ate Every Bit Of It, Including The Crisp Little Blossoms.

I Want So Obviously, So Desperately To Be Loved, And To Be Capable Of Love.

Every Day Is Precious And I Feel Infinitely Sad At This Time Melting Away From Me.

The Day I Went Into Physics Class It Was Death.