November 30, 2009 - 5 comments


Anais Nin 

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.
Anaïs Nin
Photograph by Jill Krementz 1971
Dedicated to my new blogging friend Madeleine

Published by: eilisboyle in Inspiration, Literature


Jane Flanagan
December 1, 2009 at 2:25 am

Oh yes! I feel this split all the time. It must be so confusing for people who have to deal with me.

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Silent Storyteller
December 1, 2009 at 8:28 am

I think many will relate…I can’t deal with myself sometimes…

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helen james
December 1, 2009 at 4:38 pm

what a great quote

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December 2, 2009 at 1:15 pm

Its like she was writing about me in a way… good words for a deep look inside. But I even can find more people hanging around there; children, comedians, strong men, proud women … Its pretty crowded 🙂

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Madeleine Gallay
December 2, 2009 at 4:14 pm

Thank you. I so understand this.

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