I never give my real self. I have a hundred sides, and I turn first one way and then the other. I am playing a deep game. I have a number of strong cards up my sleeve. I have never been myself, excepting to two friends.
But in my life, in my personality, there is an essence of falseness and insincerity. A thin, fine vapor of fraud hangs always over me and dampens and… - Mary Maclane
But in my life, in my personality, there is an essence of falseness and insincerity. A thin, fine vapor of fraud hangs always over me and dampens and…
- Mary Maclane
May I never, I say, become that abnormal, merciless animal, that deformed monstrosity - a virtuous woman. - Mary Maclane
May I never, I say, become that abnormal, merciless animal, that deformed monstrosity - a virtuous woman.
I am a genius. Then it amused me to keep saying so, but now it does not. I expected to be happy sometime. Now I know I shall never be. - Mary Maclane
I am a genius. Then it amused me to keep saying so, but now it does not. I expected to be happy sometime. Now I know I shall never be.
I want to write such things as compel the admiring acclamation of the world at large, such things as are written but once in years, things subtle but… - Mary Maclane
I want to write such things as compel the admiring acclamation of the world at large, such things as are written but once in years, things subtle but…
I began to be a woman at twelve, or more properly, a genius. - Mary Maclane
I began to be a woman at twelve, or more properly, a genius.
I never give my real self. I have a hundred sides, and I turn first one way and then the other. I am playing a deep game. I have a number of strong c… - Mary Maclane
I never give my real self. I have a hundred sides, and I turn first one way and then the other. I am playing a deep game. I have a number of strong c…
I do not see any beauty in self-restraint. - Mary Maclane
I do not see any beauty in self-restraint.
I can think of nothing in the world like the utter littleness, the paltriness, the contemptibleness, the degradation, of the woman who is tied down u… - Mary Maclane
I can think of nothing in the world like the utter littleness, the paltriness, the contemptibleness, the degradation, of the woman who is tied down u…
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
People say of me, 'She's peculiar.' They do not understand me. If they did they would say so oftener and with emphasis.
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