If only we could crawl inside our dreams and live there. Why can't I live inside my dream?
The Cranes DanceWe are dancing on our irony as upon the top of glowing sparks.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934Living for beauty is all very fine, but it’s a hard regimen and burns up the heart very quickly.
Dancer from the Dance