Генри и Джун

I am trapped, between the beauty of June and the genius of Henry. In a different way, I am devoted to both, a part of me goes out to each of them.

"You say, 'Gide has mind, Dostoyevsky has the other thing, and it is what Dostoyevsky has that really matters.'

To Henry: "Please understand, Henry, that I'm in full rebellion against my own mind, that when I live, I leave by impulse, by emotion, by white heat. June understood that. My mind didn't exist when we walked insanely through Paris, oblivious to people, to time, to place, to others. It didn't exist when I first read Dostoyevsky in my hotel room and laughed and cried together and couldn't sleep, and didn't know where I was.

June is a storyteller. She is constantly telling stories about her life that are inconsequential. I tried at first to connect them into a whole, but then I surrendered to her chaos. I didn't know at the time that, like Albertine's stories, to Proust, each one was a secret key to some happening in her life which it is impossible to clarify. A lot of these stories are in Henry's novels.

I might have found a husband who loved me less exclusively, but it would not be Hugo, and whatever is Hugo, whatever Hugo is composed of, I love. We deal in different values. For his faithfulness, I give him my imagination - even my talent, if you will. I have never been satisfied with our accounts. But they must stand.

I really believe that if I were not a writer, not a creator, not an experimenter, I might have been a very faithful wife.

Henry has imagination, an animal feeling for life, the greatest power of expression, and the truest genius I have ever known.

I've met Henry Miller. He came to lunch with Richard Osborn, a lawyer I had to consult on the contract of my D. H. Lawrence book.
When he first stepped out of the car and walked towards the door where I stood waiting, I saw a man I liked. In his writing he is flamboyant, virile, animal, magnificent. He's a man whom life makes drunk, I thought. He is like me.

The impetus to grow and live intensely is so powerful in me I cannot resist it. I will work, I will love my husband, but I will fulfill myself.

Вульгарность оскорбительна, но она дарит человеку свободу.