"Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings."
Anais Nin |Writer
02/21/1903 - 01/14/1977
Anais Nin was a French-Cuban author, known for her journals that spanned over several decades and explored themes of love, desire, and creativity. (
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