I must know, he thinks. It must be clear to me. There is a world which is closed to him, a world… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“I see ashes under the skin of her face. Disintegration. What terrible anxiety I feel. I want to put my arms around… — Anaïs Nin Beauty Copy Share Image
At a lecture I am asked to pronounce my name three times. I try to be slow and emphatic, "Anaïs Anaïs Anaïs.… — Anais Nin Accents Copy Share Image
For all of my patients sensuality is a giving in to 'the low side of their nature.' Puritanism is powerful and distorts… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“I walked into a white city. It was a honeycomb of ivory-white cells, streets like ribbons of old ermine. The stone and… — Anaïs 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 Attraction Copy Share Image
The two men who have done the greatest harm to the world are Christ and Columbus. Christ taught us guilt and sacrifice,… — Anais Nin America Copy Share Image
I am a failure as a writer. The publishers won't publish me, the bookshops won't carry my books, the critics won't write… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
The diary taught me that it is in the moments of emotional crisis that human beings reveal themselves most accurately. I learned… — Anais Nin Crisis Copy Share Image
When I stand at the top of the Champs-Elysées, with its chestnut trees in flower, its undulations of shining cars, its white… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“Se o que Proust diz é verdade, que a felicidade é a ausência do delírio, então eu nunca conhecerei a felicidade. Pois… — Anaïs Nin Amor 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 Death Copy Share Image
My life is not possible to tell. I change every day, change my patterns, my concepts, my interpretations. I am a series… — Anais Nin Adventure Copy Share Image
“To capture the drama of the unconscious, one had to start with the key, and the key was the dream. But the… — Anaïs Nin Carl-jung Copy Share Image
“By beginning a diary, I was already conceding that life would be more bearable if I looked at it as an adventure… — Anaïs Nin Adventure 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 Anxiety Copy Share Image
She had acquired some of his gypsy ways, some of his nonchalance, his bohemian indiscipline. She had swung with him into the… — Anais Nin Ashes Copy Share Image
“How to live as divided cells — voilà! Something always eludes the scientists, the poets, the stargazers, the biologists, the anthropologists. Something… — Anaïs Nin Dreams Copy Share Image
“Sex must be mixed with tears, laughter, words, promises, scenes, jealousy, envy, all the spices of fear, foreign travel, new faces, novels,… — Anaïs Nin Books Copy Share Image
How well I know with what burning intensity you live. You have experienced many lives already, including several you have shared with… — Anais Nin Birth Copy Share Image
I prefer by far the warmth and softness to mere brilliancy and coldness. Some people remind me of sharp dazzling diamonds. Valuable… — Anais Nin Beauty Copy Share Image
“She is suspicious of words. She lives by her senses, by her intuition. We don’t have a language for the senses. Feelings… — Anaïs Nin Intuition Copy Share Image
I really believe that if I were not a writer, not a creator, not an experimenter, I might have been a very… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
We must protect the minority writers because they are the research workers of literature. They keep it alive. It has been fashionable… — Anais Nin Alive 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
“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
The Frenchman, by nature, is sensuous and sensitive. He has intelligence, which makes him tired of life sooner than other kinds of… — Anais Nin 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
There were silences in my head. I could abandon myself completely to the pleasure of multiple relationships, to the beauty of the… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Poetry, which is our relation to the senses, enables us to retain a living relationship to all things. It is the quickest… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“A marine snail gliding through the familiar city. Only in a dream could I move so gently along with the small human… — Anaïs Nin Dream Copy Share Image
I don’t really want to become normal, average, standard. I want merely to gain in strength, in the courage to live out… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
