
Henry and June From a Journal of Love : the Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1931-1932
Reviews

every art hoe’s shtick— except they can only hope to be half the woman anais is. kind but troubled. also is this why the French are obsessed with psychoanalysis? lmao carla bruni’s family pic etc

anaïs nin a écrit un jour que le français était le langage de son cœur, c'est le mien aussi. lire ce journal m'a pris un an, je ne pouvais pas m'arrêter de relire encore et encore les mêmes passages et je pourrais les relire encore mille fois sans m'en lasser. il y a quelque chose d'indescriptible chez anaïs ; son écriture est tellement envoûtante, brute, intemporelle. je n'ai jamais vu quelqu'un qui décrit aussi bien qu'elle ce que c'est d'être humain, de vivre, d'aimer. ce n'est pas un livre parfait, il est parfois redondant, mais n'est-ce pas le propre d'un journal ?

4.5 stars!

This read was very pleasant and controversial, it awakened a passion in me personally to orientate my reading towards journals and personal introspections of authors I am passionate about. It inspires buoyancy, freedom, desire, love in unexpected shapes, seen from different angles. It is pleasant to read if you like to draw inspiration from powerful personalities, through reading.

so crazy reading someone's life through a journal. The gal had countless people after her in 'love'.











Highlights

"Are you every dry?" he teases me. I confess Hugo has to use Vaseline. Then I realize the full significance of this confession, and I am overwhelmed. Last night in my sleep I touch Hugo's penis as I learned to touch Henry's. I caressed it and pressed it in my hand. In my half-sleep I thought it was Henry. When Hugo became excited and began to take me, I awakened fully and was deeply disappointed. My desire died.
K... MATE.... THIS WAS A LOT TO TAKE IN. BUT BRO THE BOOKS SO GOOD

I must choke the child.

He sleeps in my arms, we are welded, his penis still in me.
romance. BUT THIS BOOK IS SO GOOD, IT J MAKES ME GIGGLE

I want his love to die. What I have been dreaming of, just such a man's desire of me, now I reject.
page 53

He sits up and uncovers his penis. I don't understand what he wants. he makes me get down on my knees. he offers it to my mouth.
smut... but in 1930s.....