My inspiration’s coming from nature, I love nature and all the expressions, I love art, I love expressions of beauty. It’s part of my life, being engaged in the moment.
"Hey what ever happened with that cute brunette you told me about?" "Man her knees were valgus and she had a huge butt-wink, I just didn’t see that working"
I will never know again who I am, what I am, what I love, what I want. Your beauty has drowned me, the core of me. You carry away with you a part of me reflected in you. When your beauty struck me, it dissolved me. Deep down, I am not different from you. I dreamed you, I wished for your existence. […] I see in you that part of me which is you.
Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934 (Mariner Books, 1969)
“I want to force myself again and again to leave the warmth and security of static situations and move into the world of growth and suffering. I am blessed with great desires to give of love and time, and find that people respond to this.”
Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Aurelia Plath written c. November 1956
The compulsive insistence on the same did not morph into the discovery of the new. It was just that: the same. It became repetitive, monotonous, exhausting.