“It has always been on the written page that the world has come into focus for me. If I can piece all these bits of memory together with the diaries and letters and the scribbled thoughts that clutter my mind and bookshelves, then maybe I can explain what happened. Maybe the worlds I have inhabited for the past seven years will assume order and logic and wholeness on paper. Maybe I can tell my story in a way that is useful to someone else.”

“I love you so much. I love you enough that I want to stay separate from you. You're an extraordinary man, Frank Wright. I could so easily lose myself in your world and never make a world of my own. And where would that leave us? We'd both be bored stupid.”

“Together greet life's solemn real.Together own one glad ideal,Together laugh, together ache,And think one thought- "Each other's sake,"And hope one hope- in new-world weather,To still go on, and go together.”

“I have been standing on the side of life, watching it float by. I want to swim in the river. I want to feel the current. -Loving Frank”

“Take my love for granted," he said, "and I shall do the same for you.”

“I'm like the trunk of a cactus, I suppose." she told him. "I take in a dose of culture and time with friends, then I retreat and go live on it for a while until I get thirsty again.”

“What did a person need to survive? Food. Water. Shelter. Warmth in cold weather. And something else... books.”