Flora Rheta Schreiber Quotes

Do you know what it means to have a whole day ahead of you, a day you can call your own?

She'd abandoned the animal she loved as she herself had been abandoned repeatedly in the past by people who had claimed to love her.

I'm not fit to occupy space. Excuse me for living.

I have to force myself even to move my eyeballs. It's so easy just to stare.

The neurologist had dismissed her case after a single visit, handing out an easy nostrum by telling her father that if she continued to write poetry, she would be all right.

You're never ready for what you have to do. You just do it. That makes you ready.

Self against self in a woman divided.

I have no point in procrastinating any longer..

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 The panic she had experienced in the warehouse district because of not knowing what had happened had been superseded at the newsstand by the even greater panic of partial knowledge.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 precisely

I realized how trapped I was by all the talk of the end of the world.

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.

Will there never be an end that also has a beginning? Will there never be continuity bridging the awful void between now and some other time, a time in the future, a time in the past?

When I wrote the previous letter, I had made up my mind I would show you how I could be very composed and cool and not need to ask you to listen to me nor to explain anything to me nor need any help. By telling you that all this about the multiple personalities was not really true but just put on, I could show, or so I thought, that I did not need you. Well, it would have been easier if it were put on.

Willard married his father in female form.

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.

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.