“These handwritten words in the pages of my journal confirm that from an early age I have experienced each encounter in my life twice: once in the world, and once again on the page.”

“I wept because I was re-experiencing the enthusiasm of my childhood; I was once again a child, and nothing in the world could cause me harm.”

“Well, apparently, I was instantly a sensation. Even Life Magazine came and photographed me — five pages in Life ... fan clubs all over the world ... almost immediately, I was blacklisted and never worked again — except, once, for Liberace.”

“I wish I could [keep a journal]. I have a lot of journals with one page half written in. I sometimes will write myself a quick email on my Blackberry when I think of something.”

“Everytime i have turned the page he re-enters my life as awkward as postscript”

“This book taught me, once and for all, how easily you can escape this world with the help of words! You can find friends between the pages of a book, wonderful friends.”

“I have heard the key
Turn in the door once and turn once only
We think of the key, each in his prison
Thinking of the key, each confirms a prison.”

“Once I spoke the language of the flowers,
Once I understand each word the caterpillar said,Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings,
And shared a conversation with the housefly in my bed.”

“Saw the world turning in my sheets
And once again, I cannot sleep.”

“Early in my public labors I was bidden by the Lord, "Write, write the things that are revealed to you." At the time this message came to me, I could not hold my hand steady. My physical condition made it impossible for me to write. But again came the word, "Write the things that are revealed to you." I obeyed; and as the result it was not long before I could write page after page with comparative ease. Who told me what to write? Who steadied my right hand, and made it possible for me to use a pen?”