Idealism is the death of the body and the imagination. All but freedom, utter freedom, is death — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
People who want a sane, static, measurable world take the first aspect of an event or person and stick to it, with… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
There are two ways to reach me: by way of kisses or by way of the imagination. But there is a hierarchy:… — Anais Nin 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 Copy Share Image
The imagination is far better at inventing tortures than life because the imagination is a demon within us and it knows where… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Expressing feelings is linked directly with creation... In this ability to tap the sources of feeling and imagination lies the secret of… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
The woman will sit eternally in the tall black armchair. I will be the one woman you will never have...excessive living weighs… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I'm awaiting a lover. I have to be rent and pulled apart and live according to the demons and the imagination in… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
There are many ways to be free. One of them is to transcend reality by imagination, as I try to do. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
At first I protested and rebelled against poetry. I was about to deny my poetic worlds. I was doing violence to my… — 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