Sometimes I forget when I read a book that it didn't exist in English first.
I was directed and commanded by another power. The power of darkness. . . that a lot of people don't believe exists. The power of the Devil. Satan.
I never heard nobody in my audience call me any kind of names.
I've never seen the devil create music.
And I don't get down on nobody else for doing whatever else they do. To each his own.
And I think a woman should find it a joy to be female because God made both male and female.
I think that a man should be caring.
I can't say I gave up totally my passion for women but almost.
That day, I really believed that I had grasped something and that henceforth my life would be changed. But insights cannot be held for ever. Like water, the world ripples across you and for a while you take on its colours. Then it recedes, and leaves you face to face with the void you carry inside yourself, confronting that central inadequacy of soul which you must learn to rub shoulders with and to combat, and which, paradoxically, may be our surest impetus.
When I became a Christian my confidence grew.
I hope people will remember me as one who did her best - and who wasn't an anachronism.