Character: Esther Greenwood

Yes, and if Mrs. Guinea is a private clinic gave me a trip to Europe or some round-the-world cruise, it is also absolutely nothing would change because no matter where I found myself on the deck of the ship or a street café in Paris or Bangkok - I would have been under the same glass cover and would breathe only poisoned me the air.

If wanting two mutually exclusive things at the same time means neurasthenia, well, okay, then I got neurasthenia. Because the rest of my days I am going to rush from one thing to another.

I felt something of a running horse in a world where suddenly canceled the run.

The silence oppressed me. Silence and silence. And it wasn't the silence of the surrounding. It was my own silence.

There is something deeply becassue that watching two people more and more fall in love with each other, especially if you're the only witness of this scene.

I love to watch people who are in a critical situation. If I witness a traffic accident or a street fight or am I in the laboratory show a dead baby under a glass cover, I look into my eyes and I try to always remember this sight. Thus I was able to learn a lot of people I never would have learned otherwise, and even if they surprise me or hurt me I never avert my eyes and pretend I already know that actually the world is so horrible.

I felt very quiet and very empty - like dead center of a tornado, meekly moving from place to place in the middle of the surrounding fury of the elements.