Mary MacLane

People say of me, 'She's peculiar.' They do not understand me. If they did they would say so oftener and with emphasis. ↗

— Mary MacLane

#individuality #mac

I live an immoral life. It is immoral because it is deadly futile. ↗

— Mary MacLane

#life

I am a selfish, conceited, impudent little animal, it is true, but, after all, I am only one grand conglomeration of Wanting… ↗

— Mary MacLane

#selfishness #biography

…some bits of Dickens-books with which latter I am long familiar and long enamored for the restful falseness of their sentiment and the pungent appetizing charm of their villains. ↗

— Mary MacLane

#biography

…the neurotic torture of being seductive regularly—by the night: the more that perchance the struggle always is unconscious. ↗

— Mary MacLane

#biography

I fail remarkably. I write Eye when I mean Tooth. I write Fornicate when I mean Caress. I write Wine when I mean Blood. ↗

— Mary MacLane

#biography

It is of the dubious inevitable side of human nature—like gold teeth and tinned salmon and bastard lacy valentines ↗

— Mary MacLane

#nature

Genius of a kind has always been with me; an empty heart that has taken on a certain wooden quality; an excellent, strong woman's body and a pitiably starved soul. ↗

— Mary MacLane

#been #body #certain #empty #excellent

Fame is indeed beautiful and benign and gentle and satisfying, but happiness is something at once tender and brilliant beyond all things. ↗

— Mary MacLane

#beautiful #benign #beyond #brilliant #fame

I was born to be alone, and I always shall be; but now I want to be. ↗

— Mary MacLane

#always #born #born to be #i #i always