We don't have a language for the senses. Feelings are images, sensations are like musical sounds. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
The role of the writer is not to say what we can all say, but what we are unable to say. Most… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Poetry, which is our relation to the senses, enables us to retain a living relationship to all things. It is the quickest… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
For all of my patients sensuality is a giving in to 'the low side of their nature.' Puritanism is powerful and distorts… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
And silence. She liked the silence most of all. The silence in which the body, senses, the instincts, are more alert, more… — Anais Nin 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 Copy Share Image
Paris-New York, the two high tension magnetic poles between life, life of the senses, of the spirit in Paris, and life in… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
The one who travels like a lover searching for a new passion is suddenly blessed with new eyes, new ears, new senses. — 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
