Nov 26, 2004 23:02
"i know i go through life like a drunkard. i'm drunk on illusion. but no matter how drunk i am, there are things i can't help seeing, ferociously real things. i close my eyes, and i reel, i reel. i reel, i believe, i live in a fever and turmoil, i rise into ecstasy, but all the time there is the face of reality staring at me with ugly eyes. i know that if i open my eyes i will be intolerably hurt by the ugliness."
-anais nin, fire.
march 21, 1935.