The Only Truth Is Music.

Contrary To The General Belief About Photography, You Don't Need Bright Sunlight: The Best Moodiest Pictures Are Taken In The Dim Light Of Almost Dusk, Or Of Rainy Days.

You Don't Realize What A Strain It Is On The Nerves To Write Or Think-of-writing All Day Long, And To Sleep Full Of Nervous Dreams, And To Wake Up Not Knowing Who One Is: This All Stems From Anxiety About Finishing The Book, About Time 'growing Short', Etc., And The Perpetual Strain Of Invention.

Desolation, Desolation, I Owe So Much To Desolation.

One Day I Will Find The Right Words, And They Will Be Simple.

"what Do You Want Out Of Life?" I Asked, And I Used To Ask That All The Time Of Girls.