Eroticism is one of the basic means of self-knowledge, as indispensable as poetry. — Anais Nin Eroticism Copy Share Image
I want to do things so wild with you that I don't know how to say them. — Anais Nin Inspirational Copy Share Image
The self is merely the lens through which we see others and the world. — Anais Nin Identity Copy Share Image
“I want eroticism mixed with love, and deep love one does not experience often.” — Anaïs Nin Deep love Copy Share Image
Everything with me is either worship and passion or pity and understanding. I hate rarely, though when I hate. I hate murderously. — Anais Nin Hate Copy Share Image
Something is always born of excess: great art was born of great terror, great loneliness, great inhibitions, instabilities, and it always balances… — Anais Nin Art Copy Share Image
“I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don’t know why, some people fill the gaps and others emphasize my loneliness.” — Anaïs Nin Loneliness 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 Dominated Copy Share Image
Most artists have retired too absolutely; they grow rusty, inflexible to the flow of currents. — Anais Nin Art Copy Share Image
I made no resolutions for the New Year. The habit of making plans, of criticizing, sanctioning and molding my life, is too… — Anais Nin Christmas Copy Share Image
she acquired the certainty of the expansion of time by depth of emotion, range and infinite multiplicity of experience. — Anais Nin Certainty 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
“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
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
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 really believe that if I were not a writer, not a creator, not an experimenter, I might have been a very… — Anais Nin Believe 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
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
This morning I got up to begin this book I coughed. Something was coming out of my throat: it was strangling me.… — Anais Nin Bed 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 Believe Copy Share Image
“They walked in silence through the little streets of Chinatown. Women from all over the world smiled at them from open windows,… — Anaïs Nin Anais-nin Copy Share Image
I told her, "We have both lost ourselves, but sometimes we reveal the most when we are least like ourselves. I am… — Anais Nin June Copy Share Image
“The old concept of chronological, orderly, symmetrical development of character died when it was discovered that the unconscious motivations are entirely at… — Anaïs Nin Character Copy Share Image
“What I corrupted was what is called the truth in favour of a more marvelous world. I could always improve on the… — Anaïs Nin Dreams 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 Blind faith Copy Share Image
“Am I pushing or dying? the light up there, the immense round blazing white light is drinking me. It drinks me slowly,… — Anaïs Nin Darkness Copy Share Image
The source of sexual power is curiosity, passion. You are watching its little flame die of asphyxiation. Sex does not thrive on… — Anais Nin Asphyxiation Copy Share Image
![“What I corrupted was what is called the truth in favour of a more marvelous world. I could always improve on the facts. [...] in self-defense, I accuse the writers of fairy-tales. Not hunger, not cruelty, not my parents, but these tales which promised that sleeping in the snow never caused…” quote by Anaïs Nin](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/04f/anais-nin-288_dreams_what-i-corrupted-was-what-is-called-the_695981.jpg)
