Days [ ) Fear of shallow living | Anaïs Nin, 1950



”I must be a mermaid, Rango.
I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.
But you, poor Rango, you’re from the mountain, water is not your element.
You won’t be happy.”

Anaïs Nin, The Four-Chambered Heart, 1950


Anaïs Nin

1 thought on “Days [ ) Fear of shallow living | Anaïs Nin, 1950

  1. That crazed girl improvising her music.
    Her poetry, dancing upon the shore,

    Her soul in division from itself
    Climbing, falling She knew not where,
    Hiding amid the cargo of a steamship,
    Her knee-cap broken, that girl I declare
    A beautiful lofty thing, or a thing
    Heroically lost, heroically found.

    No matter what disaster occurred
    She stood in desperate music wound,
    Wound, wound, and she made in her triumph
    Where the bales and the baskets lay
    No common intelligible sound
    But sang, 'O sea-starved, hungry sea

    A crazed girl / William Butler Yeats // 1865-1939


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