"Winter dawn is the color of metal, The trees stiffen into place like burnt nerves."
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"Tomorrow I will curse the dawn, but there will be other, earlier nights, and the dawns will be no longer hell laid out in alarms and raw bells and sirens."
"Doing all the little tricky things it takes to grow up, step by step, into an anxious and unsettling world."
"A bad dream.To the person in the bell jar, blank and stopped as a dead baby, the world itself is the bad dream.A bad dream.I remembered everything.I remembered the cadavers and Doreen and the story of the fig-tree and Marco's diamond and the sailor on the Common and Doctor Gordon's wall-eyed nurse and the broken thermometers and the negro with his two kinds of beans and the twenty pounds I gained on insulin and the rock that bulged between sky and sea like a grey skull.Maybe forgetfulness, like a kind snow, should numb and cover them.But they were part of me. They were my landscape"
"It is best to meet in a cul-de-sac, A palace of velvet With windows of mirrors. There one is safe, There are no family photographs, No rings through the nose, no cries."
"I wanted change and excitement and to shoot off in all directions myself, like the colored arrows from a Fourth of July rocket."
"To look at her, you might not guess that inside she is laughing and crying, at her own stupidities and luckiness, and at the strange enigmatic ways of the world which she will spend lifetime trying to learn and understand."
"O heart, such disorganization!"
"I cut you out because I couldn't stand being a passing fancy."
"That is salvation. To give of love inside. To keep love of life, no matter what, and give to others. Generously."
"Love is a shadow. How you lie and cry after it"
"I felt like a racehorse in a world without racetracks."
"I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.)"
"I am afraid. I am not solid, but hollow. I feel behind my eyes a numb, paralyzed cavern, a pit of hell, a mimicking nothingness."
"I knew you'd decide to be all right again."
"I do not love; I do not love anybody except myself. That is a rather shocking thing to admit. I have none of the selfless love of my mother. I have none of the plodding, practical love. . . . . I am, to be blunt and concise, in love only with myself, my puny being with its small inadequate breasts and meager, thin talents. I am capable of affection for those who reflect my own world."
"My worst habit is my fear & my destructive rationalizing."
"If every soldier refused to take arms ... there would be no wars; but no one has the courage to be the first to live according to Christ and Socrates, because in a world of opportunists they would be martyred."
"I felt like a racehorse in a world without racetracks or a champion college footballer suddenly confronted by Wall Street and a business suit, his days of glory shrunk to a little gold cup on his mantel with a date engraved on it like the date on a tombstone."
"How frail the human heart must be - a mirrored pool of thought."