But I lie. I embellish. My words are not deep enough. They disguise, they conceal. I will not rest until I have told of my descent into a sensuality which was as dark, as magnificent, as wild, as my moments of mystic creation have been dazzling, ecstatic, exalted.
Anais NinWoman does not forget she needs the fecundator, she does not forget that everything that is born of her is planted in her.
Anais Nin