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A Spy in the House of Love, Anais Nin
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Anais Nin

A Spy in the House of Love

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  • bцитирует8 месяцев назад
    she felt him for a moment as a human being, a little closer to her when not altogether invulnerable.
  • bцитирует8 месяцев назад
    The core, where she felt a constant unsureness, this structure always near collapse, which could so easily be shattered by a harsh word, a slight, a criticism, which floundered before obstacles, was haunted by the image of catastrophe,
  • bцитирует8 месяцев назад
    Wherever I am, I am in many pieces, not daring to bring them all together,
  • bцитирует8 месяцев назад
    Now I am here where I will not be hurt, for a few days at least I will not be hurt in any way, by any word or gesture…but I am not all of me here, only half of me is being sheltered.
  • bцитирует8 месяцев назад
    Why am I loved by him? Will he continue to love me? His love is for something I am not. I am not beautiful enough, I am not good, I am not good for him, he should not love me, I do not deserve it, shame shame shame for not being beautiful enough, there are other women so much more beautiful, with radiant faces and clear eyes.
  • bцитирует8 месяцев назад
    I think so. I think we are more severe judges of our own acts than professional judges. We judge our thoughts, our intents, our secret curses, our secret hates, not only our acts.”
  • bцитирует8 месяцев назад
    Guilt is the one burden human beings can’t bear alone.
  • Natalija Kuznecovцитирует8 месяцев назад
    I think we are more severe judges of our own acts than professional judges. We judge our thoughts, our intents, our secret curses, our secret hates, not only our acts."
  • Zaahraцитирует2 года назад
    and of the treacheries of time seeking to cheat her by permitting clocks to strike the passing hours when she was not awake to grasp their contents.
  • Zaahraцитирует2 года назад
    The flame of accelerated living by fever glowed in her and drew people to her as the lights of night life drew passersby out of the darkness of empty streets.
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