[I had] pushed through to a spiritual sex: art--that nobody protects as readily as a charming love body of flesh. - Elsa von Freytag-Loringhoven

We were people of a circle of supposed highcultivated life conduct by intellectual morality--higher than society in its hypocritical meshes.

Everything emotional in America becomes a mere show and make-believe. Americans are trained to invest money, are said to take even desperate chances on that, yet never do they invest [in] beauty nor take desperate chances on that. With money they try to buy beauty--after it has died--famishing--with grimace. Beauty is ever dead in America.

All who want me would like to eat me up, But I am too expansive and am open to all sides, desire this here and that there.