"Again I see you, But me I don't see!, The magical mirror in which I saw myself has been broken, And only a piece of me I see in each fatal fragment - Only a piece of you and me!..."

"Pg.9 "In my heart there's a peaceful anguish, and my calm is made of resignation."

"Life is whatever we conceive it to be."

"We, all who live, have A life that is lived And another life that is thought, And the only life we have It's the one that is divided In right or wrong."

"To act—that is true wisdom. I can be what I want to be, but I have to want whatever it is. Success consists in being successful, not in having the potential for success."

"Let us sculpt in hopeless silence all our dreams of speaking."

"Life is full of paradoxes, as roses are of thorns."

"This world is for those who are born to conquer it, Not for those who dream that are able to conquer it, even if they're right."

"Everything is theater."

"My boredom with everything has numbed me."

"So we'll just let things take their course, and never be sorry."

"A wind with a wolf's head Howled about our door, And we burned up the chairs And sat upon the floor."

"Searching my heart for its true sorrow, This is the thing I find to be: That I am weary of words and people, Sick of the city, wanting the sea."

"Unlike most people, I kept my mouth shut about the man I was living with."

"The younger generation forms a country of its own."

"Relaxing me from head to feet Love masters me, the bitter sweet O'er thy limbs breathing; Yea, Eros now, the god born blind Sweeps my soul like the mountain wind Through the oaks seething."

"But the roaring of the fire, And the warmth of fur, And the boiling of the kettle Were beautiful to her!"

"Learn to love blackness while there is yet time, blackness Unpatterned, blackness without horizons."

"Yet here one time your spirit was wont to move; Here might I hope to find you day or night, And here I come to look for you, my love, Even now, foolishly, knowing you are dead."

"Catch from the board of beauty/ Such careless crumbs as fall."

"...but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh Upon the glass and listen for reply..."

"One things there's no getting by, I've been a wicked girl, Says I... But, if I can't be sorry I might as well be glad !"

"I would I were alive again to kiss the fingers of the rain."

"The sky, I thought, is not so grand; I 'most could touch it with my hand! And reaching up my hand to try, I screamed to feel it touch the sky."