"My diary again. It's sad to be going back to old habits I gave up since I got married. I used to write when I felt de…"

"If I could kill him and create a new person exactly the same as he is now, I would do so happily."

"My jealousy is a congenital illness, or maybe in loving him I have nothing else to love."

"It is always the way, the richer the imagination the poorer the life. One can imagine anything – thousands of differe…"

"We live in such isolation, and here I am again with my silent friend, my diary."

"I am so tired of all this intellectualising – attacking this and denying that, and searching not for truth, for that …"

"His coldness is a torture to me, and I have started to seek other things to fill my inner life, and have learnt to lo…"

"Everyone wants love, but there are so few who can give it. Or else you offer it passionately, selflessly, and it's re…"

"L.N. said that before one spoke about women's inequality and oppression one should first talk about people's inequali…"

"Those last days of my girlhood were extraordinarily intense, lit by a dazzling brightness and a sudden awakening of t…"