“There were always in me, two women at least, one woman desperate and bewildered, who felt she was drowning and another who would leap into a scene, as upon a stage, conceal her true emotions because they were weaknesses, helplessness, despair, and present to the world only a smile, an eagerness, curiosity, enthusiasm, interest.”
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Reblogged this on My Life as a Psy-Eroticologist and commented:
Happy Birthday, Anais Nin: Heroine of erotica! “There were always in me, two women at least, one woman desperate and bewildered, who felt she was drowning and another who would leap into a scene, as upon a stage, conceal her true emotions because they were weaknesses, helplessness, despair, and present to the world only a smile, an eagerness, curiosity, enthusiasm, interest.”
Thanks for linking it back to me 🙂 I read your blog, a little bit of it, of course. Nice theme and strong content. Well done! I love strength in a woman too 🙂