Anaïs Nin Quotes
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251. “I sleep with my feet on moss carpets, my branches in the cotton of the clouds.”

— Anaïs Nin

252. “I never liked the language of Henry Miller. I don’t think pornography has added to our sensual life.”

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253. “Tropical nights are hammocks for lovers.”

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254. “Writing more and more to the sound of music, writing more and more like music. Sitting in my studio tonight, playing record after record, writing, music a stimulant of the highest order, far more potent than wine.”

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255. “Descendants of pigeons once fed by Keats, Byron, George Sand, Chopin and many other famous lovers are still being fed, and the sudden sound when they all rise together, frightened away, is like the sound of giant sails flapping.”

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256. “You are the poet, you walk inside my dreams...”

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257. “The imagination is far better at inventing tortures than life because the imagination is a demon within us and it knows where to strike, where it hurts. It knows the vulnerable spot, and life does not, our friends and lovers do not, because seldom do they have the imagination equal to the task.”

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258. “My ideas usually come not at my desk writing but in the midst of living.”

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259. “I believe the lasting revolution comes from deep changes in ourselves which influence our collective life.”

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260. “I have an attitude now that is immovable. I shall remain outside of the world, beyond the temporal, beyond all the organizations of the world. I only believe in poetry.”

— Anaïs Nin

261. “I believe that in judging our actions we are more severe than professional judges. We judge not only our actions, but our thoughts, our intentions, our secret curses, our hidden hate.”

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262. “When I am most deeply rooted, I feel the wildest desire to uproot myself.”

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263. “The softness of the summer day like an ermine paw.”

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264. “The human father has to be confronted and recognized as human, as man who created a child and then, by his absence, left the child fatherless and then Godless.”

— Anaïs Nin

265. “The core of creation is to summon an image and the power to work with the image.”

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266. “I was thinking of my patients, and how the worst moment for them was when they discovered they were masters of their own fate. It was not a matter of bad or good luck. When they could no longer blame fate, they were in despair.”

— Anaïs Nin

267. “I’m sick of my own romanticism!”

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268. “It is in the movements of emotional crisis that human beings reveal themselves most accurately.”

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269. “You can either give negativity power over your life or you can choose happiness instead.”

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270. “Big Business and Politics are twins, they are the monsters who kill everything, corrupt everything.”

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271. “Great repressions create dualities.”

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272. “New York seems conducted by jazz, animated by it. It is essentially a city of rhythm.”

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273. “Poetry is the alchemy which teaches us to convert ordinary materials into gold.”

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274. “The violence and obscenity are left unadulterated, as manifestation of the mystery and pain which ever accompanies the act of creation.”

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275. “I cannot concentrate all my friendship on any single one of my friends because no one is complete enough in himself.”

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276. “The monster I kill every day is the monster of realism. The monster who attacks me every day is destruction. Out of the duel comes the transformation. I turn destruction into creation over and over again.”

— Anaïs Nin

277. “A war regarded as inevitable or even probable, and therefore much prepared for, has a very good chance of eventually being fought.”

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278. “Convalescence. Such an utter weakness that you lie like an animal hibernating, playing possum. You float. You are adrift. Every current is stronger than you.”

— Anaïs Nin

279. “I know why familles were created, with all their imperfections. They humanize you. They are made to make you forget yourself occasionally, so that the beautiful balance of life is not destroyed.”

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280. “I know no joy as great as a moment of rushing into a new love, no ecstasy like that of a new love.”

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281. “Introspection is a devouring monster.”

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282. “The inner chambers of the soul are like the photographer’s darkroom. Like a laboratory. One cannot stay there all the time or it becomes the solitary cell of the neurotic.”

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283. “No, this was a melting together, a vanishing together into a soft, dark womb of warmth.”

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284. “A trite word is an overused word which has lost its identity like an old coat in a second-hand shop. The familiar grows dull and we no longer see, hear, or taste it.”

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285. “All that is sacred and taboo in the world are meaningless.”

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286. “In New York the acoustics are good for laughter, for life is all external, all action, no thought, no meditation, no dreaming, no reflection, only the exuberance of action.”

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287. “Everything but happiness is neurosis.”

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288. “If one’s conscious life is too rigid, too regimented, then the surface may crack at times, and we are unprepared for the strange emotions or sensations we experience.”

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289. “To write at the same temperature at which I live I should write nothing but poetry.”

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290. “She makes use of the soft of the bread for a napkin. She falls asleep at times with shoes on, on unmade beds. When a little money comes in, June buys delicacies, strawberries in the winter, caviar and bath salts.”

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291. “The earth is heavy and opaque without dreams.”

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292. “People who want a sane, static, measurable world take the first aspect of an event or person and stick to it, with an almost self-protective obstinacy, or by a natural limitation of their imaginations. They do not indulge in either deepening or magnifying.”

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293. “A man fell in love with Jeanne, and she tried to love him. But she complained that he uttered such ordinary words, that he could never say the magic phrase which would open her being.”

— Anaïs Nin

294. “Guilt is the one burden human beings can’t bear alone.”

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295. “Then at certain moments I remember one of his words and I suddenly feel the sensual woman flaring up, as if violently caressed. I say the word to myself, with joy. It is at such a moment that my true body lives.”

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296. “The real wonders of life lie in the depths. Exploring the depths for truths is the real wonder which the child and the artist know: magic and power lie in truth.”

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297. “I am in great terror of your understanding by which you penetrate into my world; and then I stand revealed and I have shared my kingdom with you.”

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298. “Things aren’t the way they are, they’re the way you are.”

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299. “Balance is not to be sought by association with others; it must exist within one’s self.”

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300. “At first she beckoned and lured one into her world; then, she blurred the passageways, confused all the images, as if to elude detection.”

— Anaïs Nin