“I am hugely insecure and desperate to be loved and I want my reader to adore me, to a disturbing, stalkerish degree.”

“I want so obviously, so desperately to be loved, and to be capable of love. I am still so naive; I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please don’t ask me who I am. A passionate fragmentary girl, maybe?”

“I am what I am
I was made this way
When I want to laugh
Yes I shriek with laughter
I love those who love me
It's my fault
If they're not the same
That I love everytime
I am what I am
I was made this way
What more do you want
What do you want from me”

“Adoration isn’t love. I adore Annabella, but I don’t love her; and I love thee, Milicent, but I don’t adore thee.”

“I was feeling insecure you might not love me anymore”

“I want so obviously, so desperately to be loved, and to be capable of love.”

“And yet it disturbs me to learn I have hurt someone unintentionally. I want all my hurts to be intentional.”

“I loved making films. There was something about that lens that I adored, and it adored me back. So we were a great combination.”

“I want the respect of intelligent men but I will choose for myself the intelligent. I love art but I decide for myself what is art. I adore beauty but only my own soul shall tell me what is beauty. I worship God but I define and describe God for myself. I am an individual. The pleasure of my own heart shall be first to inform me when I have done good work.”

“I want someone to love me, for who I am;
I want someone to need me, is that so bad?”