He does what I have always needed to have done to me, and that is that he dominates me.
For all practical purposes I left home when I was 7.
I know this, and the knowledge eats me like an inward animal: there is nothing worse for a woman than to be deprived of her womanliness.
For me, there is nothing worse than the knowledge that my life holds nothing for me but being a writer.
From time to time, I need a rest from the exercitation of my intellect.
A small silence came between us, as precise as a picture hanging on the wall.