"When your beauty struck me, it dissolved me. Deep down, I am not different from you. I dreamed you, I wished for your existence… I see in you that part of me which is you… I surrender my sincerity because if I love you it means we share the same fantasies, the same madnesses."
Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Volume 1: 1931-1934 (via liquidnight)