“I don’t mind living in a man’s world, as long as I can be a woman in it.”

“It hurts to let go. Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold on to something or someone the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted. For having wanted to be wanted. It confuses you, because you think that your feelings were wrong and it makes you feel so small because it’s so hard to keep it inside when you let it out and it doesn’t coma back. You’re left so alone that you can’t explain. Damn, there’s nothing like that, is there? I’ve been there and you have too. You’re nodding your head.”

“Some people feel the rain. Others just get wet.”

“When a man gives his opinion, he’s a man. When a woman gives her opinion, she’s a bitch.”

“Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.”

“I cannot fix on the hour, or the spot, or the look or the words, which laid the foundation. It is too long ago. I was in the middle before I knew that I had begun.”

“There are too many books I haven’t read, too many places I haven’t seen, too many memories I haven’t kept long enough.”

“My daddy said, that the first time you fall in love, it changes you forever and no matter how hard you try, that feeling just never goes away.”

“Should I kill myself, or have a cup of coffee?”

“What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again.”