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Anais Nin
Henry Miller’s letter to Anais Nin
March 21, 1932
Anais, 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. […] This is a little drunken, Anais. I am saying to myself “here is the first woman with whom I can be absolutely sincere.” I remember your saying -“you could fool me. I wouldn’t know it.” When I walk along the boulevards and think of that. I can’t fool you - and yet I would like to. I mean that I can never be absolutely loyal - it’s not in me. I love women, or life, too much - which it is, I don’t know. But laugh, Anais, I love to hear you laugh. You are the only woman who has a sense of gaiety, a wise tolerance - no more, you seem to urge me to betray you. I love you for that. […] I don’t know what to expect of you, butit is something in the way of a miracle. I am going to demand everything of you - even the impossible, because you encourage it. You are really strong. I even like your deceit, your treachery. It seems aristocratic to me. (LP p.32,33)
I love the honesty and openness in these words. Every sentence full of unapologetic emotion.
The amount of love I have for Henry and Anais is immeasurable. Their letters, their relationship, all of it, it just means the world to me. Thank you for posting this.
I once felt very much like Anais to someone I once felt was very much like Henry. Makes me tear up thinking about it, but no regrets. How can you regret something like that?](http://24.media.tumblr.com/9b4Sjd8BUipsfz3gkErfVTJmo1_400.jpg)
Anais Nin
Henry Miller’s letter to Anais Nin
March 21, 1932
Anais, 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. […] This is a little drunken, Anais. I am saying to myself “here is the first woman with whom I can be absolutely sincere.” I remember your saying -“you could fool me. I wouldn’t know it.” When I walk along the boulevards and think of that. I can’t fool you - and yet I would like to. I mean that I can never be absolutely loyal - it’s not in me. I love women, or life, too much - which it is, I don’t know. But laugh, Anais, I love to hear you laugh. You are the only woman who has a sense of gaiety, a wise tolerance - no more, you seem to urge me to betray you. I love you for that. […]
I don’t know what to expect of you, butit is something in the way of a miracle. I am going to demand everything of you - even the impossible, because you encourage it. You are really strong. I even like your deceit, your treachery. It seems aristocratic to me.
(LP p.32,33)I love the honesty and openness in these words. Every sentence full of unapologetic emotion.
The amount of love I have for Henry and Anais is immeasurable. Their letters, their relationship, all of it, it just means the world to me. Thank you for posting this.
I once felt very much like Anais to someone I once felt was very much like Henry. Makes me tear up thinking about it, but no regrets. How can you regret something like that?
