This Diary Is My Kief, Hashish And

To Change Skins, Evolve Into New Cycles, I Feel One Has To Learn To Discard

I Would Like To Have Your Sureness. I Am Waiting For Love, The Core Of A Woman's Life." Don't Wait For It," I Said. "create A World, Your World. Alone. Stand Alone. And Then Love Will Come To You, Then It Comes To You. It Was Only When I Wrote My First Book That The World I Wanted To Live In Opened To Me.

She Acquired The Certainty Of The Expansion Of Time By Depth Of Emotion, Range And Infinite Multiplicity Of Experience.

Our Age Has Need Of Violence," He Writes. And He Is Violence.

He Has, Like Me, A Sense Of Smell. I Let Him Inhale Me, Then I Slip Away.