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Anaïs Nin, in a letter to Henry Miller, from A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin and Henry Miller: 1932-1953

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In the deepening spring of May, I had no choice but to recognize the trembling of my heart.

Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood [originally published 1987]

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I came home. I enjoyed my bath. I enjoyed perfuming myself. I knew I was born for this, to do it over and over again, the ritual of the dressing, the perfuming for love, for sensuality. I enjoyed everything sensually.

Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary; 1939-1947

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…clean by Scarlett S. Diaz on Flickr.

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