Feel the world like you did

" When I read what you write about June now, I feel almost like laughing. You spent your life storming at her, criticizing her, attacking her, denying her self, her value, all she represented ( and then you say you love, but what is love but the acceptance of the other whatever he is) You could have made me yield with a sign, but this sign you never made. Remember this: it was never vanity which made me seek to be loved by others, but the need of reality, of humaness. The need of expression and directness and worship one can put a finger on and say: there it is, it's a heart beating, if I move this person feels it, if I leave this person knows it, if I drop away they feel fear. I exist in them, that is life, there is something happening there. But when I walk into your place, I see the most expressionless face, the most vague, negative gestures, the most complete ghostliness. It is not enough to take a woman in bed, you know, human beings were given other forms of expression. I express what I feel, you go out of your way to deny, to blur and efface all manifestations of attachments of any sorts, you harp on the collective, on the principle of friendship rather than the friend ." Anais Ninn