"Adolescence is like cactus."
"Jeanne, I fell asleep among the paintings, where I could sit for many days worshipping your portrait. I fell in love with your portrait, Jeanne, because it will never change. I have such a fear of seeing you grow old, Jeanne, I fell in love with an unchanging you that will never be taken away from me. I was wishing you would die, so that no one could take you away from me, and I would love the painting of you as you would look eternally."
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Source: Fire : From A Journal of Love : the Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937. Book by Anais Nin, 1995.
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