The Perpetual Hunger To Be Beautiful And

The Rumble Of The Life Outside Was Like The Sound Of The Sea Which Was Rising Gradually Around Her.

Before I Could Read, Almost A Baby, I Imagined That God, This Strange Thing Or Person I Heard About, Was A Book.

Some Must Cry So That Others May Be Able To Laugh The More Heartily. Sacrifices Are Necessary.

I Hadn't Bargained For This. I Didn't Think It Would Be Like This - Shabby Clothes, Worn-out Shoes, Circles Under Your Eyes, Your Hair Getting Straight And Lanky, The Way People Look At You. ... I Didn't Think It Would Be Like This

Today I Must Be Very Careful, Today I Have Left My Armor At Home.