The unknown was my compass. The unknown was my encyclopedia. The unnamed was my science and progress. — Anais Nin Compass Copy Share Image
Paris-New York, the two high tension magnetic poles between life, life of the senses, of the spirit in Paris, and life in… — Anais Nin Action Copy Share Image
When others asked the truth of me, I was convinced it was not the truth they wanted, but an illusion they could… — Anais Nin Bears Copy Share Image
“what she hated above all was that most men in her presence wilted, grew small and feeble. only the timid ones approached… — anaïs nin Copy Share Image
America hates the artist. It will not admit: the artist is my soul and I want to kill off my soul. — Anais Nin America Copy Share Image
“I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.” — Anais Nin Ecstasy Copy Share Image
She lacks confidence, she craves admiration insatiably. She lives on the reflections of herself in the eyes of others. She does not… — Anais Nin Acceptance Copy Share Image
At first she beckoned and lured one into her world; then, she blurred the passageways, confused all the images, as if to… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“I thought of my difficulties with writing, my struggles to articulate feelings not easily expressed. Of my struggles to find a language… — Anaïs Nin Adversity Copy Share Image
Descendants of pigeons once fed by Keats, Byron, George Sand, Chopin and many other famous lovers are still being fed, and the… — Anais Nin Bird Copy Share Image
“How can I accept a limited definable self when I feel, in me, all possibilities?... I never feel the four walls around… — Anaïs Nin Identity 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 Death Copy Share Image
With her eyes alone she could give this response, this absolutely erotic response, as if febrile waves were trembling there, pools of… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
It takes courage to push yourself to places you have never been before... to test yout limits... to break through barriers. And… — Anais Nin Barriers 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 Beautiful Copy Share Image
I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt… — Anais 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 Anais-nin Copy Share Image
Life is what we make it, always has been, always will be...including our perception. Of it — Anais Nin Gratitude Copy Share Image
If one's conscious life is too rigid, too regimented, then the surface may crack at times, and we are unprepared for the… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“Please understand I am in full rebellion against my own mind, that when I live, I live by impulse, by emotion, by… — Anaïs Nin Psychology 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 Identity Copy Share Image
Not afraid of poverty and drabness and who is untouched by it, untouched by the drunkenness of her friends; (she) who judges,… — Anais Nin Anecdotes 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 Fear 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
She makes use of the soft of the bread for a napkin. She falls asleep at times with shoes on, on unmade… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“At night too, she puzzled the mystery of her desperate need of kindness. As other girls prayed for handsomeness in a lover,… — Anaïs Nin Kindness Copy Share Image
Writing more and more to the sound of music, writing more and more like music. Sitting in my studio tonight, playing record… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
One discovers that destiny can be diverted, that one does not have to remain in bondage to the first wax imprint made… — Anais Nin Bondage Copy Share Image
Women always think that when they have my shoes, my dress, my hairdresser, my makeup, it will all work the same way.… — Anais Nin Beautiful Copy Share Image
I did not feel drawn to huxley. He was beautiful physically but again without vibrations or sensory antennae... and I had a… — Anais Nin Beautiful Copy Share Image
“When Henry telephones, I feel his voice in my veins. I want him to talk into me. I want him to talk… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
There were always in me, two women at least, one woman desperate and bewildered, who felt she was drowning and another who… — Anais Nin Curiosity Copy Share Image
I had a feeling that Pandora's box contained the mysteries of woman's sensuality, so different from a man's and for which man's… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
My mission, should I choose to accept it, is to find peace with exactly who and what I am. To take pride… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“I feel so many things growing—my individuality, my confidence; I feel lines of my character growing stronger. I’m really sprouting, springing up,… — Anaïs Nin Confidence Copy Share Image
What can I do with my happiness? How can I keep it, conceal it, bury it where I may never lose it?… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
A leaf fluttered in through the window this morning, as if supported by the rays of the sun, a bird settled on… — Anais Nin Bird 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 Beauty Copy Share Image
This morning I got up to begin this book I coughed. Something was coming out of my throat: it was strangling me.… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“All through the dream there was a sense of great disorder, of movements which accomplished nothing, of everything being late, of everybody… — Anaïs Nin Dream Copy Share Image
