I want to make my own discoveries…….penetrate the evil which attracts me — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
The period without the diary remains an ordeal. Every evening I want my diary as one wants opium. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I do not want to be the leader. I refuse to be the leader. I want to live darkly. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
America hates the artist. It will not admit: the artist is my soul and I want to kill off my soul. — 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
I can’t let you go now. I want to go places with you; obscure little places, just to be able to say:… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I want to fall in love in such a way that the mere sight of a man, even a block away from… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I often see how you sob over what you destroy, how you want to stop and just worship; and you do stop,… — 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… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness. I want a man lying over me, always over me. His will,… — Anais 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
Too late for changes, too late perhaps for explanations and ideological webs, but the love goes on, the love goes on, blind… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I only regret that everybody wants to deprive me of the journal, which is the only steadfast friend I have, the only… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I want to hear raucous music, to see faces, to brush against bodies, to drink fiery Benedictine. Beautiful women and handsome men… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I want to love you wildly. I don’t want words, but inarticulate cries, meaningless, from the bottom of my most primitive being,… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I don’t really want to become normal, average, standard. I want merely to gain in strength, in the courage to live out… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
What can I do with my happiness? How can I keep it, conceal it, bury it where I may never lose it?… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Ordinary life does not interest me. I seek only the high moments. I am in accord with the surrealists, searching for the… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Often, though, the passivity of the woman's role weighs on me, suffocates me. Rather than wait for his pleasure, I would like… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Again I take a taxi to Clichy address, but feel that I do not want to go on loving Henry more actively… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Why do I doubt her? Perhaps she is just very sensitive, and hypersensitive people are false when others doubt them; they waver.… — 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
“…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
