“I wasn’t a prostitute; I was an artist who used her fingers to paint a fantasy that her body fulfilled. And when I was desired by men, I felt the most creative.” — Marni Mann Copy Share Image
“But heroin was my air. It had a hold of me like we were chained together. And those shackles weren't just around my wrists,… — Marni Mann Copy Share Image
“I was the mess who didn’t know how to get her head back on straight after her whole life had been turned upside-down.” — Marni Mann Copy Share Image
“out. Or maybe I had been; I just knew the consequences if I used. * * *” — Marni Mann Copy Share Image
“We were held together by a connection of secrets, dark and fearful and reluctant to leave. They recoiled whenever light reached them. Their depth… — Marni Mann Copy Share Image
“If I tell you I want you, that means I only want you. I won’t touch anyone else. If I ask for your body,… — Marni Mann Copy Share Image
“But that, my dear, is how life is. You can try to fight it, but it will fight right back. Better that you should… — Marni Mann Copy Share Image
“Accept the darkness, because it’s who you are. It’s who we all are. Some of us get lost in it…others wrap themselves in it… — Marni Mann Copy Share Image
“I wasn’t a prostitute; I was an artist who used her fingers to paint a fantasy that her body fulfilled. And when I was… — Marni Mann Copy Share Image
“There was a time in my life⎯not too long ago⎯when I was trapped. Pulled beneath the waves, into the hole I had climbed into.… — Marni Mann Copy Share Image
“Maybe I should stare at the sky more often. Maybe I should enjoy the night air instead of shielding myself from it from. Rather… — Marni Mann Copy Share Image
“I had witnessed his pain in motion; the way he had stroked over the sea fueled by something so similar to what fueled me.… — Marni Mann Copy Share Image
