Spies in the House of Love

“The enemy of a love is never outside, it's not a man or a woman, it's what we lack in ourselves.”

― Anais Nin

Spies in the House of Love is a compilation of references serving a larger project...

Always ready when you hold me steady…

Stay in Bed Forget the Rest

Deee-Lite (1994)

"It’s often just enough to be with someone. I don’t need to touch them. Not even talk. A feeling passes between you both. You’re not alone." — Marilyn Monroe

"It’s often just enough to be with someone. I don’t need to touch them. Not even talk. A feeling passes between you both. You’re not alone." — Marilyn Monroe


I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this.
- Pablo Neruda

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this.
- Pablo Neruda

Even Though You’re With Another Girl 

Trentmoller (2010)

Lei mi amava, mi odiava,
mi amava, mi odiava,
era contro di me,

Io la amavo, la odiavo,
la amavo, la odiavo,
ero contro di lei…

Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get — only with what you are expecting to give — which is everything.
- Lauren Bacall
Photo: Bogie & Bacall

Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get — only with what you are expecting to give — which is everything.

- Lauren Bacall

Photo: Bogie & Bacall

Stevie Nicks (1981)

I dreamt we walked together along the shore. We made satisfying small talk and laughed. This morning I found sand in my shoe and a seashell in my pocket. Was I only dreaming?

-Maya Angelou

I dreamt we walked together along the shore. We made satisfying small talk and laughed. This morning I found sand in my shoe and a seashell in my pocket. Was I only dreaming?

-Maya Angelou

“…as long as nothing happens between them, the memory is cursed with what hasn’t happened.”

Marguerite Duras, Blue Eyes, Black Hair (1986)

One Art

The art of losing isn’t hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother’s watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster.


—Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan’t have lied. It’s evident
the art of losing’s not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

Elizabeth Bishop

Sex and the City (1998-2004)

To find preconfigurations of what love was to be for us, we must go to Alexandria and Rome. Love is born in metropolises.

-Octavio Paz

The Color Purple 

Steven Spielberg (1985)