The violence and obscenity are left unadulterated, as manifestation of the mystery and pain which ever accompanies the act of creation. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
All those who try to unveil the mysteries always have tragic lives. At the end they are always punished. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
What a mystery this is, desire. The love sickness, the sensitivity, the obsession, the flutter of the heart, the ebb and flow… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Also, I do not like the companionship of women. They are petty and personal. They hang on to their mysteries and secrets,… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I had a feeling that Pandora's box contained the mysteries of woman's sensuality, so different from a man's and for which man's… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
One always, sooner or later, comes upon a city which is an image of one's inner cities. Fez is an image of… — Anais 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… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
It is my secrecy which makes you unhappy, my evasions, my silences. And so I have found a solution. Whenever you get… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
It is possible I never learned the names of birds in order to discover the bird of peace, the bird of paradise,… — 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
