Fascination in front of “the woman”
Perhaps the natural fascination of the man by the woman was accentuated in my case by the fact that I had neither sister, nor female cousin in my family surroundings, and that I did not go around with girls, until late in my youth.
The woman thus remains for me, still now, a mystery of an astonishing density.
Attraction that I feel is always tinted with incomprehension which requests obligatorily a big amount of my imagination, especially when it is a question of making a representation of her .