In my childhood diary I wrote: “I have decided that it is better not to love anyone, because when you love people,… — Anais Nin Childhood Copy Share Image
Most artists have retired too absolutely; they grow rusty, inflexible to the flow of currents. — Anais Nin Art 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 Behinds Copy Share Image
Eroticism is one of the basic means of self-knowledge, as indispensable as poetry. — Anais Nin Indispensable 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
“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
I like extravagance. Letters which give the postman a stiff back to carry, books which overflow from their covers, sexuality which bursts… — Anais Nin Abundance Copy Share Image
The ivory tower of the artist may be the only stronghold left for human values, cultural treasures, man’s cult of beauty. — Anais Nin Art Copy Share Image
[in the]..curious way that my idealism has been mixed with my fatalism, so that I can possess the soul of a dreamer… — Anais Nin Balance Copy Share Image
America hates the artist. It will not admit: the artist is my soul and I want to kill off my soul. — Anais Nin America Copy Share Image
All those who try to unveil the mysteries always have tragic lives. At the end they are always punished. — Anais Nin Ends 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
It takes courage to push yourself to places you have never been before... to test your limits... to break through barriers. And… — Anais Nin Barriers Copy Share Image
I know why families were created with all their imperfections. They humanize you. They are made to make you forget yourself occasionally,… — Anais Nin Balance Copy Share Image
“I walked into a white city. It was a honeycomb of ivory-white cells, streets like ribbons of old ermine. The stone and… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
I don't hear your words: your voice reverberates against my body like another kind of caress, another kind of penetration. I have… — Anais Nin Blood Copy Share Image
“When I am happy it is so rare. I need to dwell on it, to contemplate it. What a hunger, a craving… — Anaïs Nin Desire Copy Share Image
All the art of analysis consists in saying a truth only when the other person is ready for it, has been prepared… — Anais Nin Analysis Copy Share Image
... and the very folds of the curtains contained secrets and sighs. — Anais Nin Curtains Copy Share Image
The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison with it, that was… — Anais Nin Dream Copy Share Image
“The physical as a symbol of the spiritual world. The people who keep old rags, old useless objects, who hoard, accumulate: are… — Anaïs Nin Fitness Copy Share Image
I believe one writes because one has to create a world in which one can live. — Anais Nin Believe Copy Share Image
He was now in that state of fire that she loved. She wanted to be burnt. — Anais Nin Fire Copy Share Image