Flora Rheta Schreiber
You're never ready for what you have to do. You just do it. That makes you ready.Collection: Ready
There is no past. Past is present when you carry it with you.Collection: Past
I want somebody to love, and I want somebody to love me. And nobody ever will. And that's why it hurts. Because it makes a difference. And when nobody cares, it makes you all mad inside and it makes you want to say things, tear up things, break things, get through the glass.Collection: Hurt
I have no point in procrastinating any longer.Collection: Procrastinating
It all made sense - terrible sense. The panic she had experienced in the warehouse district because of not knowing what had happened had been superseded at the newsstand by the even greater panic of partial knowledge. And now the torment of partly knowing had yielded to the infinitely greater terror of knowing preciselyCollection: Knowing
The anger. The terror. The feeling of entrapment. the profound distrust of people.The wistful, plaintive conviction that a window, a thing, was more important than she. These feelings and attitudes, expressed in the course of this hour, were symptoms of some profound disturbance.Collection: Attitude
Isolated, she managed somehow to feel free—albeit with a freedom that made her want to smash a hole in the very center of the universe.Collection: Want
Vicky became more serious and her tone more reflective as she remarked, "Life has so much pain that one needs a catharsis. I don't mean escape. You don't escape in books. On the contrary, they help you to realize yourself more fully. Mon Dieu, I'm glad I have them. When I find myself in a situation in which I'd rather not be - because of the perculiar circumstances of my life - I have this outlet. You may think me tres superieure but I'm not really, I am just what I am and live the way I like."Collection: Pain
I have to force myself even to move my eyeballs. It's so easy just to stare.Collection: Moving
I’m not fit to occupy space. Excuse me for living.Collection: Space