It all made sense - terrible sense. The panic she had experienced in the warehouse district because of not knowing what had happened had been superseded at the newsstand by the even greater panic of partial knowledge. And now the… — Flora Rheta Schreiber Copy Share Image
The anger. The terror. The feeling of entrapment. the profound distrust of people.The wistful, plaintive conviction that a window, a thing, was more important than she. These feelings and attitudes, expressed in the course of this hour, were symptoms of… — Flora Rheta Schreiber Copy Share Image
“It is so much more threatening to have something out of hand than to believe that at any moment I can stop (I started… — Flora Rheta Schreiber Copy Share Image
“God fearing and man hating. Sugar sugar. There was so much sugar in the way they pretended to treat each other that I suffered… — Flora Rheta Schreiber Copy Share Image
“The neurologist had dismissed her case after a single visit, handing out an easy nostrum by telling her father that if she continued to… — Flora Rheta Schreiber Copy Share Image
Isolated, she managed somehow to feel free—albeit with a freedom that made her want to smash a hole in the very center of the… — Flora Rheta Schreiber Copy Share Image
I have to force myself even to move my eyeballs. It's so easy just to stare. — Flora Rheta Schreiber Copy Share Image
“Theirs was the eternal youth of an alternating self, a youth with the constant although unfulfilled promise of growing up” — Flora Rheta Schreiber Copy Share Image
“Will there never be an end that also has a beginning? Will there never be continuity bridging the awful void between now and some… — Flora Rheta Schreiber Copy Share Image
It all made sense - terrible sense. The panic she had experienced in the warehouse district because of not knowing what had happened had… — Flora Rheta Schreiber Copy Share Image
“When I wrote the previous letter, I had made up my mind I would show you how I could be very composed and cool… — Flora Rheta Schreiber Copy Share Image
