“And there are days I forget myself, because my eyes are the only ones that don’t see me – I look out and see beauty and think I take part in it then remember I am so different I might as well be a dog in the street, and I have never been desired, and it is beyond me to imagine it... and I’ll never tell him, even though I don’t want anything in return, because what’s really cruel is that no-one for a moment would believe that a woman like me could fall in love like everybody else.”
