Most artists have retired too absolutely; they grow rusty, inflexible to the flow of currents. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
The impetus to grow and live intensely is so powerful in me I cannot resist it. I will work, I will love… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
A trite word is an overused word which has lost its identity like an old coat in a second-hand shop. The familiar… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I find that life, day by day, is composed of at least one joy, one problem and one sorrow. Then there are… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Jeanne, I fell asleep among the paintings, where I could sit for many days worshipping your portrait. I fell in love with… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Instead of answering her as soon as he saw her hair grow electric, her face more vivid, her eyes like lightning, her… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
The shell is America's most active contribution to the formation of character. A tough hide. Grow it early. — 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
