I have all these revelations as I'm writing. Each song is like a chapter of my diary.
In those happy days when leisure was held to be no sin, men and women wrote journals whose copiousness both delights and dismays us.
Heavens, no! It could get subpoenaed. I can't write anything. When asked if she had a diary.
Memory is the diary that chronicles things that never have happened and couldn't possibly have happened.
Everyone should keep someone else's diary.
Memory... is the diary that we all carry about with us.
My friend is not allowed to go out today. I sit by his side and read him passages from his own life. They fill him with surprise. Everyone should keep someone else's diary; I sometimes suspect you of keeping mine.
You know, some of the good part of blog theory was that blogs would be like diaries that the world could read. They would be spontaneous, whatever pops into your mind, as a diary would be.