I write because I am afraid of being forgotten. I write to be alone. I write because I hope to understand why I am so very, very angry at all of you, so very, very angry at everyone. I write because I hope to someone in this world understand me.
I write because I like to be read. I write beucase once I have begun a book, an essay, a page, I want to finish it. I write because everyone expects me to write. I write because one day one girl wrote about me. I write because it is exciting to turn all of life's beauties and riches into words. I write not to tell a story, but to compose a story. I write because I wish to escape from the foreboding that there is a place I must go but - just as in dream - I can't quite get there. I write because I have never managed to be happy. I write to be happy