A big enough artist, I say, can eat anything, must eat everything and then alchemize it. Only the feeble writer is afraid… — Anais Nin Art 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 Ecstasy Copy Share Image
The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say. — Anais Nin Role 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 Actor Copy Share Image
Death from disillusion is not instantaneous, and there are no mercy killers for the disillusioned. — Anais Nin Compassion Copy Share Image
“Man is always trying to create a woman who will fill his needs, and that makes her untrue to herself.” — Anaïs Nin Feminism 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 All things Copy Share Image
The secret of life was Breath. That was what I always wanted my words to do, to Breathe. — Anais Nin Breath 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 Animal Copy Share Image
“I would tell him how he almost made us lose interest in passion by his obsession with the gestures empty of their… — Anaïs Nin Lose Passion 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 Appease Copy Share Image
You must not fear, hold back, count or be a miser with your thoughts and feelings. It is also true that creation… — Anais Nin Carrie Copy Share Image
“You haven't loved yet," he said. "You've only been trying to love; beginning to love. Trust alone is not love, illusion is… — Anaïs Nin Love Copy Share Image
“Men can be in love with literary figures, with poetic and mythological figures, but let them meet with Artemis, with Venus, with… — Anaïs Nin Judgment Copy Share Image
Human beings can reach such desperate solitude that they may cross a boundary beyond which words cannot serve, and at such moments… — Anais Nin Bark Copy Share Image
“you are a narcissist. That is the raison dêtre of the journal. Journal writing is a disease. But it's all right. It's… — Anaïs Nin Journal writing Copy Share Image
I love her for what she has dared to be, for her hardness, her cruelty, her egoism, her perverseness, her demoniac destructiveness.… — Anais Nin Add Copy Share Image
The writer is the duelist who never fights at the stated hour, who gathers up an insult, like another curious object, a… — Anais Nin Behinds Copy Share Image
“We write to heighten our own awareness of life. We write to lure and enchant and console others. We write to serenade… — Anaïs Nin Life Copy Share Image
“I'm putting back into the self the responsibility for the collective life. If each one of us took very seriously the fact… — Anaïs Nin Life 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 Action 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 Answers Copy Share Image
“If I did not move and dance between them the three would turn to stone, for they are passive [...] They would… — Anaïs Nin Dance Copy Share Image
“In art, in history man fights his fears, he wants to live forever, he is afraid of death, he wants to work… — Anaïs Nin Afraid of death Copy Share Image
I am like a snake who has already bitten. I retreat from a direct battle while knowing the slow effect of the… — Anais Nin Battle Copy Share Image
His life rushes onward in such torrential rhythm that...only angels and devils can catch the tempo of it. — Anais Nin Angel Copy Share Image
I miss the animal buoyancy of New York, the animal vitality. I did not mind that it had no meaning and no… — Anais Nin Animal Copy Share Image
The enemy of a love is never outside, it's not a man or a woman, it's what we lack in ourselves. — Anais Nin Enemy Copy Share Image
I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing. — Anais Nin Death Copy Share Image
“I don’t understand. I have so much courage, fire, energy, for so many things, yet I get so hurt, so wounded by… — Anaïs Nin Courage Copy Share Image
Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of… — Anais Nin Action Copy Share Image
Writers do not live one life, they live two. There is the living and then there is the writing. There is the… — Anais Nin Delayed Copy Share Image
The one who travels like a lover searching for a new passion is suddenly blessed with new eyes, new ears, new senses. — Anais Nin Blessed Copy Share Image
“That night Fay became a woman, making a secret of her pain, intent on saving her happiness with Albert, on showing wisdom… — Anaïs Nin Happiness Copy Share Image
willingness to explore everything is a sign of strength. The weak ones have prejudices. Prejudices are a protection. — Anais Nin Openness Copy Share Image
I believe that men are generally still a little afraid of the dark though the witches are all hung, and Christianity and… — Anais Nin Afraid Copy Share Image
How wrong it is for a woman to expect the man to build the world she wants, rather than to create it… — Anais Nin Feminism Copy Share Image
Do not seek the because - in love there is no because, no reason, no explanation, no solutions. — Anais Nin Explanation 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 Denies Copy Share Image
she acquired the certainty of the expansion of time by depth of emotion, range and infinite multiplicity of experience. — Anais Nin Certainty Copy Share Image
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