Aloneness And Selfness Are Too

Can A Selfish Egocentric Jealous And Unimaginative Female Write A Damn Thing Worthwhile?

The Day I Went Into Physics Class It Was Death.

I Like People, But To Learn About One Individual Always Appeals To Me More Than Anything.

I Am Gone Quite Mad With The Knowledge Of Accepting The Overwhelming Number Of Things I Can Never Know, Places I Can Never Go, And People I Can Never Be.

The Slime Of All My Yesterdays Rots In The Hollow Of My Skull.