“Hicbir zaman bir kadini gercekten tanimak istemedim. Hicbiriyle kalmak istemedim. Bir kadinin cekiciligini tutkulu bir iliski icin degil, bir erkekle uzun sureli bir iliskiye girmek icin evlilik gibi ornegin ya da en azindan birliktelik sonucta bir cesit huzur, sahiplik elde etmek icin kullandigimi dusunuyordum. Beni korkutan buydu grande amoureuse'un arkasina gizlenen, askta guvenlik arayan bir kucuk burjuva. Beni sana ceken sey, senin hep metres olarak kalman. Arzuyu ve yogunlugu devamli kiliyorsun. Butun ask savasindan kendini esit hissetmeyince cekiliyorsun. Ayrica, beni sana baglayan sey sana verebilecegim zevk degil. Duygusal olarak tatmin olmadigin zaman bunu reddediyorsun. Oysa sen her seye yatkinsin, her seye. Bunu hissediyorum. Yasama aciksin. Seni actim. Ilk kez kadinlari yasama, aska acma gucum oldugu icin uzgunum. Vucutla iletisime gecmeyi reddedip, tum varliga ulasmanin diger yollarini aradiginda seni oyle seviyorum ki. Zevke olan direnisimi kirmak icin her seyi yaptin. Evet, ilk basta bu gucu benden cekmene dayanamiyordum. Gucumu kaybediyormusum gibi geliyordu...” Anaïs Nin, Venus Ucgeni
“I never wanted to really know a woman. I never wanted to stay with one. My feeling was always that a woman used her charms not for the sake of a passionate relationship but to win from a man some durable relationship – marriage, for instance, or at least companionship – to win, finally, some kind of peace, possession. It was this that frightened me – the sense that behind the grande amoureuse lay concealed a little bourgeoise who wanted security in love. What attracts me to you is that you have remained the mistress. You maintain the fervor and the intensity. When you feel unequal to the great battle of love, you stay away. Another thing, it is not the pleasure I can give you which attaches you to me. You repudiate it when you are not emotionally satisfied. But you are capable of all things, of anything. I feel that. You are open to life. I opened you. For the first time I regret my power to open women to life, to love. How I love you when you refuse to communicate with the body, seeking other means to reach into the entire being. You did everything to break down my resistance to pleasure. Yes, at first, I could not bear this power you had to withdraw. It seemed to me that I was losing my power…”
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