Travel is seeking the lost paradise. It is the supreme illusion of love. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“I want eroticism mixed with love, and deep love one does not experience often.” — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
I don't mind working, holding my ground intellectually, artistically; but as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
The value of the personal relationship to all things is that it creates intimacy and intimacy creates understanding and understanding creates love. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Anxiety is love's greatest killer, because it is like the stranglehold of the drowning. — Anais 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
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
A man who lives unrelated to other human beings dies. But a man who lives unrelated to himself also dies. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“It was this that frightened me--the sense that behind the grande amoureuse lay concealed a little bourgeoise who wanted security in love.” — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
“And in his eyes he had the look of the cat who inspires a desire to caress but loves no one, who… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
“Men can be in love with literary figures, with poetic and mythological figures, but let them meet with Artemis, with Venus, with… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
“You haven't loved yet," he said. "You've only been trying to love; beginning to love. Trust alone is not love, illusion is… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
“But what a superb game the three of us are playing. Who is the demon? Who is the liar? Who the human… — Anaïs 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
“Nothing seems true today except the death of the goldfish who used to make love at ninety kilometers an hour in the… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
I have seen romanticism outlast the realistic. I have seen men forget the beautiful women they have possessed, forget the prostitutes, and… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“By the end of the evening I was like a man, terribly in love with her face and body, which promised so… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
“I have such a fear of finding another like myself, and such a desire to find one! I am so utterly lonely,… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
“June, you have killed my sincerity too. I will never again know who I am, what I am, what I love, what… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
It is my secrecy which makes you unhappy, my evasions, my silences. And so I have found a solution. Whenever you get… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Again I take a taxi to Clichy address, but feel that I do not want to go on loving Henry more actively… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“And sometimes I believe your relentless analysis of June leaves something out, which is your feeling for her beyond knowledge, or in… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“Last night I wept. I wept because the process by which I have become a woman was painful. I wept because I… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
“The truth is that this is the only way I can live: in two directions. I need two lives. I am two… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
“Before, as soon as I came home from all sorts of places I would sit down and write in my journal. Now… — 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… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
I want to love you wildly. I don’t want words, but inarticulate cries, meaningless, from the bottom of my most primitive being,… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Anxiety is love's greatest killer. It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you. You want… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
When I hear of people who weary of each other, I believe it is because they have sought virtues in themselves alone,… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I either eat too much or starve myself. Sleep for 14 hours or have insomniac nights. Fall in love very hard or… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
In my childhood diary I wrote: “I have decided that it is better not to love anyone, because when you love people,… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Why do I doubt her? Perhaps she is just very sensitive, and hypersensitive people are false when others doubt them; they waver.… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“Dear Collector: We hate you. Sex loses all its power and magic when it becomes explicit, mechanical, overdone, when it becomes a… — 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
