“To begin with, she had always seen herself in her own interior mirror,
as a child woman, too small. And then this little bag of poison she
carried within, the poison of melancholdy and dissatisfaction she
always felt must be apparent in her coloring, must produce a grey tone,
or brown (the colors she wore in preference to others, the sackcloth
robes of punishement.)”

—Anais Nin, Winter of Artifice, 1948.