Ordinary life does not interest me. I seek only the high moments. I am in accord with the surrealists, searching for the… — Anais Nin Accord Copy Share Image
“His room was like an explorer's den, a lair of furs, the cave of a magician.” — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
I was stirred only like a leaf in the wind, that is all. . . — Anais Nin Inspirational Copy Share Image
One always, sooner or later, comes upon a city which is an image of one's inner cities. Fez is an image of… — Anais Nin Cities Copy Share Image
Acapulco in the sunset seems like a balm; it enters the blood like a drug after one inhalation of the scent of… — Anais Nin Acapulco Copy Share Image
Only when the poet and the scientist work in unison will we have living experiences and knowledge of the marvels of the… — Anais Nin Knowledge Copy Share Image
If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then don't write,… — Anais Nin Cry Copy Share Image
“As June walked toward me from the darkness of the garden into the light of the door, I saw for the first… — Anaïs Nin Beautiful woman Copy Share Image
I prefer empty cages, Sabina, until I find a unique bird I once saw in my dreams. — Anais Nin Bird Copy Share Image
“If only we could all escape from this house of incest, where we only love ourselves in the other, if only I… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
“I only feel close to people who arouse my energy, who make enormous demands of me, who are capable of enriching me… — Anaïs Nin Courage Copy Share Image
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another, unevenly. We grow partially. We are… — Anais Nin Hipster Copy Share Image
Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. — Anais Nin Becoming Copy Share Image
“To capture the drama of the unconscious, one had to start with the key, and the key was the dream. But the… — Anaïs Nin Carl-jung Copy Share Image
jazz is the expression of America's romantic self, its sensual potency, its lyrical force. — Anais Nin America Copy Share Image
When she closed her eyes she felt he had many hands, which touched her everywhere, and many mouths, which passed so swiftly… — Anais Nin Body 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
In the world of the dreamer there was solitude: all the exaltations and joys came in the moment of preparation for living.… — Anais Nin Dreamer Copy Share Image
When your beauty struck me, it dissolved me. Deep down, I am not different from you. I dreamed you, I wished for… — Anais Nin Beauty Copy Share Image
I have this weird obsession about buying books and looking at them with a smile, even if I won't read them soon.… — Anais Nin Book Copy Share Image
At first I protested and rebelled against poetry. I was about to deny my poetic worlds. I was doing violence to my… — Anais Nin Analysis Copy Share Image
Art is the method of levitation, in order to separate one's self from enslavement by the earth. — Anais Nin Art Copy Share Image
I am apparently gentle, unstable, and full of pretenses. I will die a poet killed by the nonpoets, will renounce no dream,… — Anais Nin Accepting Copy Share Image
