“Several notes were missing. They had always been missing, except for two that I had levered out with a poker when three...The anticipated thrill of a missing G or an E Flat was like a good joke, told again and again, always fresh. I believe that my present feeling for silences and emptinesses dates from those sing-songs, the awaited non-note on the beat.”
“How do you knowyou're a girl?I'm wearing a frock.And if you take it off?I get cold, so I putit back on.If I was a boy, I don't know what I'd do.”
“Finally, I was let down and joined the others at the window, to watch the sleet fall.”
“The veins stood out on her angry temples like wormcasts.”
“Despite everything that life had shown me, I always believed in love: I wanted someone to take me away from these simple feelings I knew.”
“There's nothin left,I used to cry,My conversation has run dry,Thats whats going on,Nothing's fine I'm torn.”