She was fully, painfully aware that very rarely did midnight strike in two hearts at once, very rarely did midnight arouse two… — Anais Nin Desire Copy Share Image
“Everything could undergo conversion except the artists. How can you convert disorganizers of past and present order, the chronic dissenters, those dispossessed… — Anaïs Nin Art 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 Beauty 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 Art Copy Share Image
The richest source of creation is feeling, followed by a vision of its meaning. — Anais Nin Creation Copy Share Image
What you burnt, broke, and tore is still in my hands. I am the keeper of fragile things and I have kept… — Anais Nin Broke Copy Share Image
Love men and women not for their strength but their softness, not for their fullness but their hunger, not for their plenty… — Anais Nin Fullness Copy Share Image
This diary is my kief, hashish and opium pipe. This is my drug and my vice. — Anais Nin Addiction Copy Share Image
Not afraid of poverty and drabness and who is untouched by it, untouched by the drunkenness of her friends; (she) who judges,… — Anais Nin Anecdotes Copy Share Image
“Living never wore one so much as the effort not to live.” — Anais Nin Inspirational Copy Share Image
“Our talks are wonderful, interplays, not duels but swift illuminations of one another. I can make his tentative thoughts click. He enlarges… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
“what she hated above all was that most men in her presence wilted, grew small and feeble. only the timid ones approached… — anaïs nin Copy Share Image
We are cruel when someone refuses to play the role in which we have cast him. We judge a person only according… — Anais Nin Casts Copy Share Image
To change skins, evolve into new cycles, I feel one has to learn to discard — Anais Nin Cycles Copy Share Image
“A voice that had traversed the centuries, so heavy it broke what it touched, so heavy I feared it would ring in… — Anaïs Nin Lust 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 Creativity Copy Share Image
What we call our destiny is truly our character and that character can be altered. The knowledge that we are responsible for… — Anais Nin Action Copy Share Image
“I like to live always at the beginnings of life, not at their end. We all lose some of our faith under… — Anaïs Nin Daily life Copy Share Image
He has, like me, a sense of smell. I let him inhale me, then I slip away. — Anais Nin Smell Copy Share Image
“The truth is that this is the only way I can live: in two directions. I need two lives. I am two… — Anaïs Nin Adultery Copy Share Image
“A writer, who was a celebrity in Paris, had entered her shop one day. He was not looking for a hat. He… — Anaïs Nin Anais-nin Copy Share Image
When I don't write, I feel my world shrink. I lose my fire, my color. — Anais Nin Color Copy Share Image
