I Love You Still, Against My Will.

She's Talking About Herself In The Third Person Because The Idea Of Being Who She Is, Of Acknowledging That She Is Herself, Is More Than Her Pride Can Take.

No Boy Is Worth Crying Over, And The One Who Is Won't Make You Cry.

What I Sometimes Mistake For Ecstasy Is Simply The Absence Of Grief.

Once You Have Perceived That Life Is Very Cruel, The Only Response Is To Live With As Much Humanity, Humour And Freedom As You Can.

I Feel Like I’m Eighty Years Old. I’m Tired Of Life And My Mind Wants To Die.