“ henry miller: all right, i’ll tell you. june appeared like an angel, and i offered her a fool’s faith. she was a taxi dancer. i paid my dime, she put her head on my shoulder, but then the lies began. she told me her mother was a gypsy and her father was a count. later, i saw a film and realized she swiped her whole childhood right out of the film.
anais nin: and so?
henry miller: so i married her.