Anger Or Revolt That Does Not Get

I Could See No Reason For Being Sad. It´s Just That It Makes Me Unhappy Not To Feel Happy.

One Is Not Conceived A Lady, One Turns Into One.

I Would Stand Transfixed Before The Windows Of The Confectioners' Shops, Fascinated By The Luminous Sparkle Of Candied Fruits, The Cloudy Lustre Of Jellies, The Kaleidoscope Inflorescence Of Acidulated Fruit Drops - Red, Green, Orange, Violet: I Coveted The Colours Themselves As Much As The Pleasure They Promised Me.

I Cannot Be Angry At God, In Whom I Do Not Believe.

I Am Incapable Of Conceiving Infinity, And Yet I Do Not Accept Finity.