I believe one writes because one has to create a world in which one can live. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, & you believe you are living. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“I spell ‘god’ with a small ‘g’ because I do not believe in him, but I love to swear by him.” — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
I only believe in fire. Life. Fire. Being myself on fire I set others on fire. Never death. Fire and life. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I believe the lasting revolution comes from deep changes in ourselves which influence our collective life. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
We don't see things as they are, we see them as we ... believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I love man as creator, lover, husband, friend, but man the father I do not trust. I do not believe in man… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
although I love a rich life, I hate an overcrowded life. I believe in rumination and lose half the beauty of all… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I have an attitude now that is immovable. I shall remain outside of the world, beyond the temporal, beyond all the organizations… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I believe that in judging our actions we are more severe than professional judges. We judge not only our actions, but our… — Anais Nin 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
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 have no fear of God, and yet fear keeps me awake at night,fear of the devil. And if I believe in… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger as reason. I am so… — 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
Last night I wept. I wept because the process by which I have become woman was painful. I wept because I was… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Why one writes is a question I can answer easily, having so often asked it of myself. I believe one writes because… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I believe that men are generally still a little afraid of the dark though the witches are all hung, and Christianity and… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Reality doesn't impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or… — Anais 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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
We don't have a language for the senses. Feelings are images, sensations are like musical sounds. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
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 Image
The personal, if it is deep enough, becomes universal, mythical, symbolic. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
The basis of insincerity is the idealized image we hold of ourselves and wish to impose on others. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
