Notes
“Anaïs, I don’t know how to tell you what I feel. I live in perpetual expectancy. You come and the time slips away in a dream. It is only when you go that I realize completely your presence. And then it is too late. You numb me.”
— excerpt from “A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller, 1932-1953”
4 comments on Henry & Anaïs
ManafZaitoun July 01, 2015
thank you... I love this writer, it's nice to hear a sample of what he might had been listening to while writing.
⃠theredshoes May 11, 2015
PERFECT
⃠uji9280923 March 11, 2013
amazing!
⃠BabyFiirefly February 08, 2013
How cute!
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