By Anaïs Nin
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He'll constantly be the Indian who worshipped his mistress yet who made a flute out of her bone while she died. he'll constantly be the fellow who weeps whilst his mistress dies, yet who says: ‘A flute produced from human bones has a extra haunting, a extra penetrating sound’. ” I grew to become to André’s enthusiast Celtic eyes for affirmation. “Take me, for instance. i'm conscious that after males search for the lady in me, the girl unexpectedly becomes fog, into evening, into wind and sky. i'm artist. males run approximately within the fog trying to find a lady. yet it's not that i am a being one could lay carry of and preserve. i will not be held and saved like a gold nugget. i'm artist. i'm fog, rain, tempest, sunlight, phrases. i'm composed of phrases and hearth and battle. Is that transparent? ” “You’re by no means clear,” acknowledged Hans brusquely. ” I belief neither your rules nor your approach of placing them. you set issues so sincerely and fantastically, so crystal-clear—it all appears so basic and real. You’re so extraordinarily nimble and smart. I mistrust your cleverness. you usually make really good styles, I admit. every thing is as an alternative. seems to be convincingly clear—too transparent. And for the time being the place are you? no longer at the transparent floor of your rules any further, yet submerged, sunk in a few darkish, imprecise realm—like a submarine. One merely thinks one has been given your entire suggestions. One purely imagines you might have emptied your self in that clarity—but there are layers and layers—you’re bottomless, unfathomable. Your clearness is devious. You’re the philosopher who arouses so much confusion in me, such a lot doubts, so much disturbances. ” He stated all this with nice inflammation and vehemence. André additional: “One feels that she supplies a neat development after which slips out of it herself and laughs at you. ” “Furthermore,” acknowledged Hans, “you have a part critical means of claiming sure things—a humorous magnificent twist on your words, just like the approach you noted your self simply now, which places one off the song. i do know there's something else at the back of what you're saying—I can’t placed my finger on it. ” I laughed. 3 specified emotions invaded me: one used to be an highbrow recognition that during sum Hans’ feedback was once flattering; one other used to be a mischievous pleasure in having annoyed, eluded and wondered him; and eventually there has been a sense of bitterness that he may still all of sudden struggle me, assault me. I sat within the quiet backyard rehearsing speedily, like an ever misplaced paradise, our days together—confidence, openness, peace. And right here was once the 1st signal of conflict. warfare. warfare used to be to be anticipated. Inevitable. Hans used to be struggle. I endeavoured vainly to discover my gaiety back. I observed that Hans not spotted me. i presumed: “Now the 2 slow-minded ones, the ponderous Hans and André have chanced on harmony opposed to my nimbleness. they suspect i'm really not profound simply because i'm quick. good. I will be an increasing number of nimble, a growing number of treacherous. ” Hans stated: “André consents with me that you're some distance too quick—always too quickly, that you're taking speedy judgements, and make quick judgments, and stay too speedy, and write too quick. That your quickness isn't really to be depended on.