I must be a mermaid, Rango. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I only believe in fire. Life. Fire. Being myself on fire I set others on fire. Never death. Fire and life. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
You can either give negativity power over your life or you can choose happiness instead. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I believe the lasting revolution comes from deep changes in ourselves which influence our collective life. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
When I cannot bear outer pressures anymore, I begin to put order in my belongings...As if unable to organize and control my… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Our culture made a virtue of living only as extroverts. We discouraged the inner journey, the quest for a center. So we… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
One must be thrust out of a finished cycle in life, and that leap is the most difficult to make - to… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger as reason. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Only when the poet and the scientist work in unison will we have living experiences and knowledge of the marvels of the… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Reality doesn't impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
... America is the greatest humiliator in existence. It is always cultivating the power you get from humiliating others. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
The struggle to emerge out of the past, clean of memories; the inadequacy of our hearts to cut life into separate and… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger as reason. I am so… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“-You know I've always wanted to break the molds which life forms around one if one lets them. -Why? -I want to… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
The imagination is far better at inventing tortures than life because the imagination is a demon within us and it knows where… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I find that life, day by day, is composed of at least one joy, one problem and one sorrow. Then there are… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
There is no bleaker moment in life of the city than that one which crosses the boundary lines between those who have… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“We write to lure and enchant and console others. We write to serenade our lovers. We write to taste life twice, in… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
To change skins, evolve into new cycles, I feel one has to learn to discard. If one changes internally, one should not… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“Woman’s role in creation should be parallel to her role in life. I don’t mean the good earth. I mean the bad… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“Henry's recollections of the past, in contrast to Proust, are done while in movement. He may remember his first wife while making… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
“I like to live always at the beginnings of life, not at their end. We all lose some of our faith under… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
“Question: I am interested in so many things, and I have a terrible fear because my mother keeps telling me that I'm… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“I feel that from the very beginning life played a terrible conjurer’s trick on me. I lost faith in it. It seems… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
“We write to heighten our own awareness of life. We write to lure and enchant and console others. We write to serenade… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
“I'm putting back into the self the responsibility for the collective life. If each one of us took very seriously the fact… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
“The other night we talked about literature's elimination of the unessential, so that we are given a concentrated "dose" of life. I… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
To withhold from living is to die ... the more you give of yourself to life the more life nourishes you. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
The personal life deeply lived always expands into truths beyond itself. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“…For love it is never the same. What goes on inside is never the same just like this music which changes every instant. For… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share
Jazz is the music of the body. The breath comes through brass. It is the body's breath, and the strings' wails and moans are… — Anais Nin Copy Share
I have so strong a sense of creation, of tomorrow, that I cannot get drunk, knowing I will be less alive, less well, less… — Anais Nin Copy Share
We don't have a language for the senses. Feelings are images, sensations are like musical sounds. — Anais Nin Copy Share
Strange, isn't it, that no chemical will give a human being the iridescence that illusions have given them? Give me your hat. — Anais Nin Copy Share
Introspection is a devouring monster. You have to feed it with much material, much experience, many people, many places, many loves, many creations, and… — Anais Nin Copy Share
In each studio there is a human being dressed in the full regalia of his myth fearing to expore a vulnerable opening, spreading not… — Anais Nin Copy Share
I don't mind working, holding my ground intellectually, artistically; but as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated — Anais Nin Copy Share
“Laughter and tears are not separate experiences, with intervals of rest: they rush out together and it is like walking with a sword between… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share
The basis of insincerity is the idealized image we hold of ourselves and wish to impose on others. — Anais Nin Copy Share
The role of the writer is not to say what we can all say, but what we are unable to say. Most of the… — Anais Nin Copy Share
I say quotations are literary. They are good only when dealing with ideas, not with experience. Experience should be pure, unique. — Anais Nin Copy Share
