A Genius Who Does Not Know That

When I Was Three Years Old I Was Taken With My Family To A Little Town In Western Minnesota, Where I Lived A More Or Less Vapid And Ordinary Life Until I Was Ten.

I Am A Genius. Then It Amused Me To Keep Saying So, But Now It Does Not. I Expected To Be Happy Sometime. Now I Know I Shall Never Be.

Some Day The Devil Will Come To Me And Say: 'come With Me.'and I Will Answer: 'yes.

It Is With Pain That I Read Of The Dire Effects Of My Book Upon The Minds Of Young Girls.

There Is Really No Right And Wrong. I Recognize No Right And Wrong.