myself ... is merely an instrument to connect life and a myth — Anais Nin Instruments Copy Share Image
“How do I look to him?" she asked herself. She got up and brought a long mirror towards the window. She stood… — Anaïs Nin Anais-nin Copy Share Image
When I stand at the top of the Champs-Elysées, with its chestnut trees in flower, its undulations of shining cars, its white… — Anais Nin Biting 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 Copy Share Image
“And the time came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to… — Anaïs Nin Self help Copy Share Image
The theme of the diary is always the personal, but it does not mean only a personal story: it means a personal… — Anais Nin Diaries Copy Share Image
To write at the same temperature at which I live I should write nothing but poetry. — Anais Nin Poetry Copy Share Image
I take pleasure in my transformations. I look quiet and consistent, but few know how many women there are in me. — Anais Nin Change Copy Share Image
“How can I accept a limited definable self when I feel, in me, all possibilities?... I never feel the four walls around… — Anaïs Nin Identity Copy Share Image
“Do you know what I would answer to someone who asked me for a description of myself, in a hurry? This: ??… — Anaïs Nin Books 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 Children Copy Share Image
“It is undeniable that the source of all our miseries comes from our obstinacy in maintaining that Paradise is a garden. The… — Anaïs Nin Dreams Copy Share Image
I had a feeling that Pandora's box contained the mysteries of woman's sensuality, so different from a man's and for which man's… — Anais Nin Boxes 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
Poetry is the alchemy which teaches us to convert ordinary materials into gold. — Anais Nin Alchemy Copy Share Image
“The inner hatreds of men are now projected outside. There are fights in the streets. Revolutions in France, they say. Men did… — Anaïs Nin Revolution Copy Share Image
It is difficult to live with the pure. They do not condemn you; they forgive you. This forgiveness is more terrible than… — Anais Nin Difficult Copy Share Image
If a person continues to see giants, it means he is still looking at the world through the eyes of a child. — Anais Nin Children 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
