I walked into a white city. It was a honeycomb of ivory-white cells, streets like ribbons of old ermine. The stone and mortar were mixed with sunlight, with musk and white cotton. I passed by streets of peace lying entangled like cotton spools...
Anais NinAbout author
- Author's profession: Author
- Nationality: american
- Born: February 21, 1903
- Died: January 14, 1977