“I am anxious. I am always anxious. I should change my name to Anxiety Dickinson. I am anxious about my little sister. My big sister. My mother. Myself. Life. I am anxious about what to wear, what to eat, what to say, how to breathe.”

“Years have passed and how I am anxiously watching the twilight of my childhood, quietly sinking, never to rise again.”

“I have a business appointment that I am anxious... to miss.”

“My mother always called me 'sturdy' and said I have big bones. A little fat is what I am.”

“I was in awe of him. I didn't speak; I listened.”

“I am completely happy. My sister is here, and because my sister is here I am somehow more me.”

“I called Monsieur Menicucci, and he asked anxiously about my pipes. I told him they were holding up well. "That pleases me," he said, "because it is minus five degrees, the roads are perilous, and I am fifty-eight years old. I am staying at home." He paused, then added, "I shall play the clarinet.”