“I was becoming convinced that I was going to be lonely for the rest of my life. It wasn't that I wasn't meeting men. I was. It was just that they all drove me crazy.”
“Perhaps I wasn't going crazy after all. Perhaps I was just becoming a writer. ”
“I couldn't convince her that if I had a book with me, I wasn't lonely.”
“Looking at the horizon again, I saw a lone figure coming toward me, but I wasn't frightened because I was sure it was my mother. As I got closer to the figure, I could see that it wasn't my mother, but still I wasn't frightened because I could see that it was a woman.”
“I wanted to be bad for once in my life. I just wasn't sure how to even go about doing that.”
“I had no idea how lonely I was until I wasn't lonely anymore.”