“We grew up founding our dreams on the infinite promise of American advertising. I still believe that one can learn to play the piano by mail and that mud will give you a perfect complexion.”

There’s nothing on earth to do here but look at the view and eat. You can imagine the result since I do not like to look at views.

All I want to be is very young always and very irresponsible and to feel that my life is my own-to live and be happy and die in my own way to please myself.

I can’t read or sleep. Without hope or youth or money I sit constantly wishing I were dead.

Other people’s ideas of us are dependent largely on what they’ve hoped for.

The purpose of life on earth is that the soul should grow – So Growl By doing what is right.

Maybe other people’s ideas of us are truer than our own.

Father said conflict develops the character

Youth doesn’t need friends — it only needs crowds.

I suppose all we can really share with people is a taste for the same kinds of weather.

Nobody has ever been able to experience what they have thoroughly understood – or understand what they have experienced until they have achieved a detachment that renders them incapable of repeating the experience.

Looking for love is like asking for a new point of departure another chance in life.

I am really only myself when I’m somebody else whom I have endowed with these wonderful qualities from my imagination.

I don’t want to live. I want to love first, and live incidentally.

Without you, dearest dearest I couldn’t see or hear or feel or think – or live – I love you so and I’m never in all our lives going to let us be apart another night.

People are like almanacs, Bonnie – you never can find the information you’re looking for, but the casual reading is well worth the trouble.

I love you, even if there isn’t any me, or any love, or even any life. I love you.