Is devotion to others a cover for the hungers and the needs of the self, of which one is ashamed? I was… — Anais Nin Ashamed 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
Human beings can reach such desperate solitude that they may cross a boundary beyond which words cannot serve, and at such moments… — Anais Nin 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
You must not fear, hold back, count or be a miser with your thoughts and feelings. It is also true that creation… — Anais Nin 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
Warmth, perfume, rugs, soft lights, books. They do not appease me. I am aware of time passing, of all the world contains… — Anais Nin 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
Coming near him like a ballet dancer she took a leap towards him, and he, frightened by her vehemence, and fearing that… — Anais Nin Ballet Copy Share Image
“When Henry telephones, I feel his voice in my veins. I want him to talk into me. I want him to talk… — Anaïs Nin Copy Share Image
I did not feel drawn to huxley. He was beautiful physically but again without vibrations or sensory antennae... and I had a… — Anais Nin Beautiful Copy Share Image
One discovers that destiny can be diverted, that one does not have to remain in bondage to the first wax imprint made… — Anais Nin Bondage Copy Share Image
Women always think that when they have my shoes, my dress, my hairdresser, my makeup, it will all work the same way.… — Anais Nin Beautiful Copy Share Image
“At night too, she puzzled the mystery of her desperate need of kindness. As other girls prayed for handsomeness in a lover,… — Anaïs Nin Kindness Copy Share Image
She makes use of the soft of the bread for a napkin. She falls asleep at times with shoes on, on unmade… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Writing more and more to the sound of music, writing more and more like music. Sitting in my studio tonight, playing record… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“I have such a fear of finding another like myself, and such a desire to find one! I am so utterly lonely,… — Anaïs Nin Fear Copy Share Image
I want to love you wildly. I don’t want words, but inarticulate cries, meaningless, from the bottom of my most primitive being,… — Anais Nin 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 Copy Share Image
My mission, should I choose to accept it, is to find peace with exactly who and what I am. To take pride… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
There were always in me, two women at least, one woman desperate and bewildered, who felt she was drowning and another who… — Anais Nin Curiosity Copy Share Image
It takes courage to push yourself to places you have never been before... to test yout limits... to break through barriers. And… — Anais Nin Barriers Copy Share Image
With her eyes alone she could give this response, this absolutely erotic response, as if febrile waves were trembling there, pools of… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
“Nothing seems true today except the death of the goldfish who used to make love at ninety kilometers an hour in the… — Anaïs Nin Death Copy Share Image
“I thought of my difficulties with writing, my struggles to articulate feelings not easily expressed. Of my struggles to find a language… — Anaïs Nin Adversity Copy Share Image
He had a mania for washing and disinfecting himself. . . . For him the only danger came from the microbes that… — Anais Nin Body 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
Descendants of pigeons once fed by Keats, Byron, George Sand, Chopin and many other famous lovers are still being fed, and the… — Anais Nin Bird Copy Share Image
“I am more interested in human beings than in writing, more interested in lovemaking than in writing, more interested in living than… — Anaïs Nin Art 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
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
“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
I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt… — Anais Nin 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
