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
To think of him in the middle of the day lifts me out of ordinary living. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Life is truly known only to those who suffer, lose, endure adversity and stumble from defeat to defeat. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
We write to taste life twice, first in the moment and second in retrospect — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
The secret of life was Breath. That was what I always wanted my words to do, to Breathe. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
The woman will sit eternally in the tall black armchair. I will be the one woman you will never have...excessive living weighs… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“We are more severe judges of our own acts... We judge our thoughts, our intents, our secret curses, our secret hates, not… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
What everyone forgets is that passion is not merely a heightened sensual fusion but a way of life which produces, as in… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
In the world of the dreamer there was solitude: all the exaltations and joys came in the moment of preparation for living.… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
The only transformer and alchemist that turns everything into gold is love. The only magic against death, aging, ordinary life, is love. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Ordinary life does not interest me. I seek only the high moments. I am in accord with the surrealists, searching for the… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
although I love a rich life, I hate an overcrowded life. I believe in rumination and lose half the beauty of all… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Writers do not live one life, they live two. There is the living and then there is the writing. There is the… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I only regret that everybody wants to deprive me of the journal, which is the only steadfast friend I have, the only… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Jazz is the music of the body. The breath comes through brass. It is the body's breath, and the strings' wails and… — Anais 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
There are books which we read early in life, which sink into our consciousness and seem to disappear without leaving a trace.… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I would like to have your sureness. I am waiting for love, the core of a woman's life." Don't wait for it,"… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Last night I wept. I wept because the process by which I have become woman was painful. I wept because I was… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“I want to run out and kiss her fantastic beauty, kiss it and say, "You carry away with you a reflection of… — 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
“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to… — anais 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
His life rushes onward in such torrential rhythm that...only angels and devils can catch the tempo of it. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
The enemy of a love is never outside, it's not a man or a woman, it's what we lack in ourselves. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, & you believe you are living. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
My ideas usually come not at my desk writing but in the midst of living. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Life is what we make it, always has been, always will be...including our perception. Of it — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I made no resolutions for the New Year. The habit of making plans, of criticizing, sanctioning and molding my life, is too… — 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… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“Djuna had wanted a life of desire and freedom, not luxury but beauty, not security but fulfillment, not perfection but a perfect… — Anaïs 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
