I watched the children playing around and smiling and saw a little girl i wanted to have - and eery child, with a secret smile adn thoughts of her own, runnins lightly to dry her hands.Until now, i never wanted childrens, i called them "interuptions" "renunciations" knowing too well that they might be like neither "mi hombre" nor myself, not even perhaps and extension or a development or our ideals, but a mere repetition or the ordinary patterns...I will never give myself entirely to anything. with entirely passion yes; but never entirely. I will never scape from myself, nobody is able, but in my case, neither by love, by maternity, by art... if i have to scape from myself not to be alone with myself, i prefere myself keep belonging me.
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