Simone de Beauvoir. Tangerines (№ 286848)

... trap of mirrors I managed to avoid, but looks - who can resist this dizzying abyss? I dress in black, say little, do not write, it is my appearance that others see. Easy to say: I'm nobody, I'm me. Still, who am I? Where to meet me? Ought to find yourself on the other side of the door, but if I knock it I won't answer. Suddenly, I felt my face burning, I wanted to rip it like a mask.