When confronting man, woman is always onstage; she lies when pretending to accept herself as the inessential other, she lies when she presents to him an imaginary personage through impersonations, clothes, and catchphrases; this act demands constant tension; every woman thinks more or less 'I am not myself' around her husband or her lover; the male world is hard, there are sharp angles, voices are too loud, lights are too bright, contacts brusque.