Electric flesh arrows, a second wave of pleasure falls over the first, a third which touches every nerve end, and now the third like an electric current traversing the body. A rainbow of color strikes the eyelids. A foam of music falls over the ears. It is the gong of the orgasm.


As quoted in French Writers of the Past (2000) by Carol A. Dingle, p. 126

Anaïs Nin Quotes

Electric flesh arrows, a second wave of pleasure falls over the first, a third which touches every nerve end, and now the third like an electric...

Electric flesh arrows, a second wave of pleasure falls over the first, a third which touches every nerve end, and now the third like an electric...

Electric flesh arrows, a second wave of pleasure falls over the first, a third which touches every nerve end, and now the third like an electric...

Electric flesh arrows, a second wave of pleasure falls over the first, a third which touches every nerve end, and now the third like an electric...