Most artists have retired too absolutely; they grow rusty, inflexible to the flow of currents. — Anais Nin Art Copy Share Image
The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery. — Anais Nin Curiosity Copy Share Image
“Every gesture was one of disorder and violence, as if a lioness had come into the room.” — Anaïs Nin Anais-nin Copy Share Image
Something is always born of excess: great art was born of great terror, great loneliness, great inhibitions, instabilities, and it always balances… — Anais Nin Art Copy Share Image
“I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don’t know why, some people fill the gaps and others emphasize my loneliness.” — Anaïs Nin Loneliness Copy Share Image
We do not escape into philosophy, psychology, and art--we go there to restore our shattered selves into whole ones. — Anais Nin Art Copy Share Image
“When we blindly adopt a religion, a political system, a literary dogma, we become automatons.” — Anaïs Nin Critical thinking Copy Share Image
The child who is uprooted begins to recognize that what he builds within himself is what will endure, what will withstand shattering… — Anais Nin Child 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 Aspect Copy Share Image
I am quite wiling to confide entirely in human being, except that at some moment or another human beings get preoccupied, moody,… — Anais Nin Busy Copy Share Image
“But what a superb game the three of us are playing. Who is the demon? Who is the liar? Who the human… — Anaïs Nin Demon Copy Share Image
I have seen romanticism outlast the realistic. I have seen men forget the beautiful women they have possessed, forget the prostitutes, and… — Anais Nin Beautiful Copy Share Image
I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt… — Anais Nin Boyfriend Copy Share Image
“By the end of the evening I was like a man, terribly in love with her face and body, which promised so… — Anaïs Nin Identity 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
Our psychological reality, which lies below the surface, frightens us because it endlessly surprises us and drives us in a direction which… — Anais Nin Below the surface Copy Share Image
Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a… — Anais Nin Dream Copy Share Image
Everything with me is either worship and passion or pity and understanding. I hate rarely, though when I hate. I hate murderously. — Anais Nin Hate 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 real wonders of life lie in the depths. Exploring the depths for truths is the real wonder which the child and… — Anais Nin Artist Copy Share Image
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. — Anais Nin And love 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
It is not the experience of today that drives us mad; it is remorse or bitterness for something which happened yesterday and… — Anais Nin Anger Copy Share Image
There came a time when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful then the risk it took to… — Anais Nin Breakup Copy Share Image
In every relationship, sooner or later, there is a court scene. Accusations, counter-accusations, a trial, a verdict. — Anais Nin Accusation Copy Share Image
The fiery moments of passionate experience are the moments of wholeness and totality of the personality. — Anais Nin Fiery Copy Share Image
Idealism is the death of the body and the imagination. All but freedom, utter freedom, is death — Anais Nin Body Copy Share Image
Im restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars again. — Anaïs Nin Dreamer Copy Share Image
“Djuna had wanted a life of desire and freedom, not luxury but beauty, not security but fulfillment, not perfection but a perfect… — Anaïs Nin Beauty 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 Confused Copy Share Image
“And in his eyes he had the look of the cat who inspires a desire to caress but loves no one, who… — Anaïs Nin Anais-nin Copy Share Image
Life is what we make it, always has been, always will be...including our perception. Of it — Anais Nin Gratitude Copy Share Image
If one's conscious life is too rigid, too regimented, then the surface may crack at times, and we are unprepared for the… — Anais Nin Conscious Copy Share Image
“Please understand I am in full rebellion against my own mind, that when I live, I live by impulse, by emotion, by… — Anaïs Nin Psychology Copy Share Image
A man who lives unrelated to other human beings dies. But a man who lives unrelated to himself also dies. — Anais Nin Dies Copy Share Image
The unknown was my compass. The unknown was my encyclopedia. The unnamed was my science and progress. — Anais Nin Compass 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
“It was this that frightened me--the sense that behind the grande amoureuse lay concealed a little bourgeoise who wanted security in love.” — Anaïs Nin Bourgeois-society Copy Share Image
Paris-New York, the two high tension magnetic poles between life, life of the senses, of the spirit in Paris, and life in… — Anais Nin Action Copy Share Image
When others asked the truth of me, I was convinced it was not the truth they wanted, but an illusion they could… — Anais Nin Bears Copy Share Image
