The word love has by no means the same sense for both sexes, and
this is one cause of the serious misunderstandings that divide them.
On the day when it will be possible for woman to love not in her
weakness but in strength, not to escape herself but to find herself, not to
abase herself but to assert herself -- on that day love will become for her, as
for man, a source of life . . .
(Simone de Beauvoir)
Nekaj podobnega sem želela povedati v zgodbi O
ljubezni spet in spet. Ne vem, če mi je uspelo.
Baje je bil njen najljubši citat: Ženska se ne
rodi kot ženska, ampak ženska postane. Temu citatu bi želela slediti v
naslednjem romanu.
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