The suppression of inner patterns in favor of patterns created by society is dangerous to us.
Anais NinJeanne, I fell asleep among the paintings, where I could sit for many days worshipping your portrait. I fell in love with your portrait, Jeanne, because it will never change. I have such a fear of seeing you grow old, Jeanne, I fell in love with an unchanging you that will never be taken away from me. I was wishing you would die, so that no one could take you away from me, and I would love the painting of you as you would look eternally.
Anais NinIdealism is the death of the body and the imagination. All but freedom, utter freedom, is death
Anais Nin