Woman's Abyss

'Man can never know the loneliness a woman knows. Man lies in the
woman's womb only to gather strength, he nourishes himself from this
fusion, and then he rises and goes into the world, into his work,
into battle, into art. He is not lonely. He is busy. The memory of
the swim in amniotic fluid gives him energy, completion.
Woman may be busy too, but she feels empty. Sensuality for her is
not only a wave of pleasure in which she is bathed, and a charge of
electric joy at contact with another. When man lies in her womb, she
is fulfilled, each act of love a taking of man within her, an act of
birth and rebirth, of child rearing and man bearing. Man lies in her
womb and is reborn each time anew with a desire to act, to be. But for
woman, the climax is not in the birth, but in the moment man rests
inside of her.' ~ Anaïs Nin