“…For love it is never the same. What goes on inside is never the same just like this music which changes every… — Anaïs Nin Future love 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 Body 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… — Anais Nin Alive Copy Share Image
We don't have a language for the senses. Feelings are images, sensations are like musical sounds. — Anais Nin Feelings 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 Chemicals Copy Share Image
The personal, if it is deep enough, becomes universal, mythical, symbolic. — Anais Nin Deep 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… — Anais Nin Creation 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,… — Anais Nin Aperture 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 Inspirational 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… — Anaïs Nin Humor Copy Share Image
The basis of insincerity is the idealized image we hold of ourselves and wish to impose on others. — Anais Nin Bases 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 Awareness Copy Share Image
I say quotations are literary. They are good only when dealing with ideas, not with experience. Experience should be pure, unique. — Anais Nin Ideas Copy Share Image
The truly faithless one is the one who makes love to only a fraction of you. And denies the rest. — Anais Nin Deny Copy Share Image
The self is merely the lens through which we see others and the world. — Anais Nin Identity Copy Share Image
“This openness, which is closed again as soon as we face a partial relationship, the one who understands only one part of… — Anaïs Nin Love Copy Share Image
“They walked in silence through the little streets of Chinatown. Women from all over the world smiled at them from open windows,… — Anaïs Nin Anais-nin Copy Share Image
“Introspection does not need to be a still life. It can be an active alchemy.” — Anaïs Nin Intellectual Copy Share Image
She walked in the shadow of Rango with a great feeling of being taken out of herself, of having no knowledge of… — Anais Nin Feelings Copy Share Image
