We are all so afraid, we are all so alone, we all so need from the outside the assurance of our own worthiness to exist.

“He wouldn't write a letter because he couldn't without beginning it 'Dear Sylvi…”

“Is the whole thing a folly and a mockery? Am I no better than a eunuch or is th…”

“You will then. Listen here...I've always got this to look forward to: I'll sett…”

“[W]e are almost always in one place with our minds somewhere quite other.”