Anais Nin: A Literate Passion: Letters of Anais Nin & Henry Miller

23 October 2019


Tonight everything hurts, not only the separation, but this terrible hunger of body and mind for you which every day you are increasing, stirring more and more. I don’t know what I am writing. Feel me holding you as I have never held you before, more deeply, more sadly, more desperately, more passionately.

Post a comment

© Ecco Vediamo. Design by FCD.