The unconscious can become destructive if it is disregarded and thwarted. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I prefer empty cages, Sabina, until I find a unique bird I once saw in my dreams. — Anais Nin Bird Copy Share Image
I adore the struggle you carry in yourself. I adore your terrifying sincerity. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
We write to taste life twice, first in the moment and second in retrospect — Anais Nin Life Copy Share Image
I love the abstract, delicate, profound, vague, voluptuously wordless sensation of living ecstatically. — Anais Nin Abstract Copy Share Image
I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger as reason. — Anais Nin Ecstasy 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 Knowledge Copy Share Image
“sons perdidos à procura de perdidas cores. corto o ar e nado através de quartos sem paredes” — Anaïs Nin Amor Copy Share Image
We speak of the masculine and the feminine, but they are the wrong labels. It is really more a matter of poetry… — Anais Nin Feminine Copy Share Image
“The writer shakes up the familiar scene, and as if by magic, we see a new meaning in it.” — Anaïs Nin Writing Copy Share Image
Convalescence. Such an utter weakness that you lie like an animal hibernating, playing possum. You float. You are adrift. Every current is… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I can’t let you go now. I want to go places with you; obscure little places, just to be able to say:… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
For you and for me the highest moment, the keenest joy, is not when our minds dominate but when we lose our… — Anais Nin Joy Copy Share Image
The monster I kill every day is the monster of realism. The monster who attacks me every day is destruction. Out of… — Anais Nin Creation Copy Share Image
There is a resemblance between men and women, not a contrast. When a man begins to recognize his feeling, the two unite.… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Three or four threads may be agitated, like telegraph wires, at the same time, and if I were to tap them all… — Anais Nin Agitated Copy Share Image
..he made me understand something very important. Whether because I am a Latin, or because I am a neurotic, I have a… — Anais Nin Action Copy Share Image
Also, I do not like the companionship of women. They are petty and personal. They hang on to their mysteries and secrets,… — Anais Nin Character Copy Share Image
[in the]..curious way that my idealism has been mixed with my fatalism, so that I can possess the soul of a dreamer… — Anais Nin Balance Copy Share Image
“Lillian did not know then that the one who believes he can pay this early debt meets a bottomless well. Because the… — Anaïs Nin Revenge Copy Share Image
Many couples, many people, are not living with real human beings, but with their ghosts. Who has not followed for years the… — Anais Nin Beautiful 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 Ambiguity 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 Hate Copy Share Image
“I only feel close to people who arouse my energy, who make enormous demands of me, who are capable of enriching me… — Anaïs Nin Courage Copy Share Image
The role of the writer is not to say what we can all say, but what we are unable to say. Most… — Anais Nin Awareness 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 Absence Copy Share Image
Often, though, the passivity of the woman's role weighs on me, suffocates me. Rather than wait for his pleasure, I would like… — Anais Nin Body Copy Share Image
It's all right for a woman to be, above all, human. I am a woman first of all. — Anais Nin Human Copy Share Image
To change skins, evolve into new cycles, I feel one has to learn to discard — Anais Nin Change Copy Share Image
“Didn't the old man know how words carry colors and sounds into the flesh” — Anaïs Nin Language Copy Share Image
Travel is seeking the lost paradise. It is the supreme illusion of love. — Anais Nin Illusion Copy Share Image