ABSTRACT
The most mortal thing about human beings, their personal destiny, achieves immortality when it transcends the individual and becomes universal. Men often say that women are puzzling and mysterious, that each one of them is basically an enigma and a sphinx. It would be more correct to speak, not of woman, but of femininity, the specifically feminine. The feminine components should predominate in the woman, the masculine components in the man. All George Sand's numerous love affairs ended with photographic literalness in the same disaster. George Sand wrote in a letter to Flaubert that the importance of the anatomical difference between the sexes was greatly overestimated, and that basically it had no psychological consequences. George Sand even knew that it was bound to last as long as the reason for the guilt-unconscious hate that had not been got rid of went on proliferating in the psyche.
