I stopped loving my father a long time ago. What remained was the slavery to a pattern. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
When I first met him, he did not care if a friend did not fit into his world, because at that time… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I want to be a writer who reminds others that these moments exist; I want to prove that there is infinite space,… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Life is so fluid that one can only hope to capture the living moment, to capture it alive and fresh ... without… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison, was the miracle.” — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
although I love a rich life, I hate an overcrowded life. I believe in rumination and lose half the beauty of all… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
There came a time when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“No moment of charm is born on bare soil, a careless accident of beauty, but is the sum of great sorrows, growths,… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
I disregard the proportions, the measures, the tempo of the ordinary world. I refuse to live in the ordinary world as ordinary… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
The dangerous time when mechanical voices, radios, telephones, take the place of human intimacies, and the concept of being in touch with… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
You carry away with you a reflection of me, a part of me. I dreamed you; I wished for your existence. You… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“There are things one reads that make you aware that you have lived nothing, felt nothing, experienced nothing up to that time.… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
But I lie. I embellish. My words are not deep enough. They disguise, they conceal. I will not rest until I have… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
There is no bleaker moment in life of the city than that one which crosses the boundary lines between those who have… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“I feel a little like the moon who took possession of you for a moment and then returned your soul to you.… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
Women always think that when they have my shoes, my dress, my hairdresser, my makeup, it will all work the same way.… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
It amazes me that you feel that each time you write a story you give away one of your dreams and you… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“In the world of the dreamer there was solitude: all the exaltations and joys came in the moment of preparation for living.… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
In the world of the dreamer there was solitude: all the exaltations and joys came in the moment of preparation for living.… — 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 Copy Share Image
“Henry's recollections of the past, in contrast to Proust, are done while in movement. He may remember his first wife while making… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
Warmth, perfume, rugs, soft lights, books. They do not appease me. I am aware of time passing, of all the world contains… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
If one's conscious life is too rigid, too regimented, then the surface may crack at times, and we are unprepared for the… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
It is not the experience of today that drives us mad; it is remorse or bitterness for something which happened yesterday and… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
There came a time when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful then the risk it took to… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
The fiery moments of passionate experience are the moments of wholeness and totality of the personality. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“Djuna had wanted a life of desire and freedom, not luxury but beauty, not security but fulfillment, not perfection but a perfect… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
she acquired the certainty of the expansion of time by depth of emotion, range and infinite multiplicity of experience. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
To the woman with the least intelligence, there must come, at some time or other, the realization that housework is animal work… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
The diary taught me that it is in the moments of emotional crisis that human beings reveal themselves most accurately. I learned… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
The Frenchman, by nature, is sensuous and sensitive. He has intelligence, which makes him tired of life sooner than other kinds of… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“And the time came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
There is no denying that we are suffering from a collective neurosis and the novel which does not face this is not… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I know no joy as great as a moment of rushing into a new love, no ecstasy like that of a new… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
We write to taste life twice, first in the moment and second in retrospect — 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
