Ocupation: Novelist
Life: December 19, 1910 - April 15, 1986
Birthday: December 19
Death: April 15
When I beheld you, suddenly - for perhaps a second - I had the strength to reject everything that wasn't you and to laugh at the illusion. But my shoulders are very frail. I was unable to bear the weight of the world's condemnation. And I began to hate you when everything about you would have kindled my love and when love would have made men's contempt unbearable, and their contempt would have made my love unbearable. The fact is, I hate you.
topic: Hate, Men, Laughing, Weight Of The World