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
Had I not created my whole world, I would certainly have died in other people’s. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
We see the world as 'we' are, not as 'it' is; because it is the "I" behind the 'eye' that does the… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I believe one writes because one has to create a world in which one can live. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive.” — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Each friend represents a world in us, a world not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Create a world, your world. Alone. Stand alone. And then love will come to you, then it comes to you. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
All of my creation is an effort to weave a web of connection with the world: I am always weaving it because… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
If a person continues to see only giants, it means he is still seeing the world through the eyes of a child.… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I have an attitude now that is immovable. I shall remain outside of the world, beyond the temporal, beyond all the organizations… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I had been struck by the analogy between neurosis and romanticism. Romanticism was truly a parallel to neurosis. It demanded of reality… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
When I don't write, I feel my world shrinking. I feel I am in a prison. I feel I lose my fire… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
When I cannot bear outer pressures anymore, I begin to put order in my belongings...As if unable to organize and control my… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
There are only two kinds of freedom in the world; the freedom of the rich and powerful, and the freedom of the… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
I did not feel drawn to huxley. He was beautiful physically but again without vibrations or sensory antennae... and I had a… — 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
We also write to heighten our own awareness of life... We write to taste life twice, in the moment, and in retrospection...… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Don't say anything, because I see that you understand me, and I am afraid of your understanding. I have such a fear… — 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
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
I would like to have your sureness. I am waiting for love, the core of a woman's life." Don't wait for it,"… — 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.… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Why one writes is a question I can answer easily, having so often asked it of myself. I believe one writes because… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
The artist is the only one who knows that the world is a subjective creation, that there is a choice to be… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
At first she beckoned and lured one into her world; then, she blurred the passageways, confused all the images, as if to… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, & you believe you are living. — Anais 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
I must know, he thinks. It must be clear to me. There is a world which is closed to him, a world… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
The two men who have done the greatest harm to the world are Christ and Columbus. Christ taught us guilt and sacrifice,… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
When you make a world tolerable for yourself, you make a world tolerable for others. — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. — 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
