Googled her and found the above information and the Anais Nin Blog. Very nice!
There were always in me, two women at least,one woman desperate and bewildered,who felt she was drowning and another who would leap into a scene, as upon a stage,conceal her true emotions because they were weaknesses, helplessness, despair,and present to the world only a smile,an eagerness, curiosity, enthusiasm, interest.
We are going to the moon, that is not very far. Man has so much farther to go within himself.