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Love Quotes by Anais Nin

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Anais Nin writes that introspection can become a monster that feeds on many experiences, including love. She warns that love that only touches a part of a person dies because it is never replenished. She also says she wants love mixed with eroticism and deep feeling, not just a fleeting passion.

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I love your silences, they are like mine.

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Anxiety is loves greatest killer.

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Violence is a symptom of impotence.

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... only love begets love.

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You fall in love with people's minds.

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Your eyes make me shy

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“What I cannot love, I overlook.”

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My diary seems to keep me whole.

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Through love, through friendship, a heart lives more than one life.

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The love of only one man or one woman is an enclosure.

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The only abnormality is the incapacity to love.

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Our love of each other was like two long shadows kissing without hope of reality.

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I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness.

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What I cannot love, I overlook. Is that real friendship?

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My life is slowed up by thought and the need to understand what I am living.

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We love best those who are, or act for us, a self we do not wish to be or act out.

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Where the myth fails, human love begins. Then we love a human being, not our dream, but a human being with flaws.

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There are two ways to reach me: by way of kisses or by way of the imagination. But there is a hierarchy:…

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Love men and women not for their strength but their softness, not for their fullness but their hunger, not for their plenty…

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I reserve the right to love many different people at once, and to change my prince often.

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The bed must be a beautiful place, not only because you make love there but because you dream there as well.

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To withhold from living is to die ... the more you give of yourself to life the more life nourishes you.

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Since desire always goes towards that which is our direct opposite, it forces us to love that which will make us suffer.

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The truly faithless one is the one who makes love to only a fraction of you. And denies the rest.

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I have a prejudice against people with money. I have known so many, and none have escaped the corruption of power. In…

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We efface an hour by passionate love, without twists, without aftertaste. When it is finished, it is not finished, we lie still…

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You carry away with you a reflection of me, a part of me. I dreamed you; I wished for your existence. You…

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What a mystery this is, desire. The love sickness, the sensitivity, the obsession, the flutter of the heart, the ebb and flow…

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Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and…

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A man fell in love with Jeanne, and she tried to love him. But she complained that he uttered such ordinary words,…

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I had been struck by the analogy between neurosis and romanticism. Romanticism was truly a parallel to neurosis. It demanded of reality…

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“Don't wait for it," I said. "Create a world, your world. Alone. Stand alone. Create. And then the love will come to…

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“When does real love begin? At first it was a fire, eclipses, short circuits, lightning and fireworks; the incense, hammocks, drugs, wines,…

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Too late for changes, too late perhaps for explanations and ideological webs, but the love goes on, the love goes on, blind…

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“As June walked toward me from the darkness of the garden into the light of the door, I saw for the first…

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“Since that talk with Henry, when I admitted more than I had ever admitted to myself, my life has altered and become…

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It amazes me that you feel that each time you write a story you give away one of your dreams and you…

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“The drug of love was no escape, for in its coils lie latent dreams of greatness which awaken when men and women…

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Jeanne, I fell asleep among the paintings, where I could sit for many days worshipping your portrait. I fell in love with…

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I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger as reason. I am so…

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We don't have a language for the senses. Feelings are images, sensations are like musical sounds.

Strange, isn't it, that no chemical will give a human being the iridescence that illusions have given them? Give me your hat.

The personal, if it is deep enough, becomes universal, mythical, symbolic.

Introspection is a devouring monster. You have to feed it with much material, much experience, many people, many places, many loves, many creations, and…

In each studio there is a human being dressed in the full regalia of his myth fearing to expore a vulnerable opening, spreading not…

I don't mind working, holding my ground intellectually, artistically; but as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated

“Laughter and tears are not separate experiences, with intervals of rest: they rush out together and it is like walking with a sword between…

The basis of insincerity is the idealized image we hold of ourselves and wish to impose on others.

I write emotional algebra.

The role of the writer is not to say what we can all say, but what we are unable to say. Most of the…

I say quotations are literary. They are good only when dealing with ideas, not with experience. Experience should be pure, unique.