“I hope they never have to go through the kind of soul searching that I am going through.”

“They have accepted me as an individual, as a personality, as an entity. I belong! I am important! I am somebody!”

“This morning when I left Mom's parting words were, "Come straight home after school." Wow! Like I'm going to get stoned at 3:30—it doesn't sound so bad at that.”

“I really am only one infinitely small part of an aching humanity.”

“I only know that I am now a priestess of Satan trying to maintain after a freak-out to test how free everybody was and to take our vows.”

“I guess I'll never measure up to anyone's expectations. I surely don't measure up to what I'd like to be.”

“What do you know about love? Are your feelings more holy than mine? Am I exempt from the knowledge of love until I become “of age?” Do I automatically become human enough when I start loving you and seeing things your way?”