The Princess Diarist

by Carrie Fisher

I had never been Princess Leia before and now I would be her forever. I would never not be Princess Leia. I had no idea how profoundly true that was and how long forever was.

I’m Leia—I can live in a tree, but you can’t take that away from me.

It’s a man’s world and show business is a man’s meal, with women generously sprinkled through it like overqualified spice.)

Why did all these men find it so easy to be in love with me then and so complex to be in love with me now?

Back then I was always looking ahead to who I wanted to be versus who I didn’t realize I already was, and the wished-for me was most likely based on who other people seemed to be and the desire to have the same effect on others that they had had on me.

if you have a penis and a job, being handsome is a fantastic bonus but hardly a necessity.

It seemed to calm me, getting anything that might be chaotic behind the eyes onto the page in front of me where it could do me less harm.

George says that if you look at the person someone chooses to have “a relationship” with, you’ll see what they think of themselves.