"Adolescence is like cactus."
"I only regret that everybody wants to deprive me of the journal, which is the only steadfast friend I have, the only one which makes my life bearable, because my happiness with human beings is so precarious, my confiding moods rare, and the least sign of non-interest is enough to silence me. In the journal I am at ease."
8 likes
Source: The Novel of the Future. Book by Anais Nin, 1969.
About the author