Top 380 Anaïs Nin Quotes (2023 Update)
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301. “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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302. “To change skins, evolve into new cycles, I feel one has to learn to discard.”

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303. “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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304. “The earth is heavy and opaque without dreams.”

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305. “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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306. “Everything but happiness is neurosis.”

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

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

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309. “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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310. “The impetus to grow and live intensely is so powerful in me I cannot resist it. I will work, I will love my husband, but I will fulfill myself.”

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311. “In every relationship, sooner or later, there is a court scene. Accusations, counter-accusations, a trial, a verdict.”

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

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313. “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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314. “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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315. “I gathered poets around me and we all wrote beautiful erotica. As we were condemned to focus only on sensuality, we had violent explosions of poetry. Writing erotica became a road to sainthood rather than to debauchery.”

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316. “One handles truths like dynamite. Literature is one vast hypocrisy, a giant deception, treachery. All writers have concealed more than they revealed.”

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317. “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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318. “In creation alone there is the possibility of perfection.”

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319. “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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320. “This morning I got up to begin this book I coughed. Something was coming out of my throat: it was strangling me. I broke the thread which held it and yanked it out. I went back to bed and said: I have just spat out my heart.”

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

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322. “Truth is something which can’t be told in a few words. Those who simplify the universe only reduce the expansion of its meaning.”

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323. “Human beings can reach such desperate solitude that they may cross a boundary beyond which words cannot serve, and at such moments there is nothing left for them but to bark.”

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324. “Since desire always goes towards that which is our direct opposite, it forces us to love that which will make us suffer.”

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

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326. “Woman does not forget she needs the fecundator, she does not forget that everything that is born of her is planted in her.”

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327. “I prefer empty cages, Sabina, until I find a unique bird I once saw in my dreams.”

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328. “Experience teaches acceptance of the imperfect as life.”

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329. “The two men who have done the greatest harm to the world are Christ and Columbus. Christ taught us guilt and sacrifice, to live only in the other world, and Columbus discovered America and materialism.”

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330. “In music I feel most deeply the passing of things.”

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331. “There is a resemblance between men and women, not a contrast. When a man begins to recognize his feeling, the two unite. When men accept the sensitive side of themselves, they come alive.”

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332. “I see myself wrapped in lies, which do not seem to penetrate my soul, as if they are not really a part of me. They are like costumes.”

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333. “To the woman with the least intelligence, there must come, at some time or other, the realization that housework is animal work and that there are other occupations in the world a thousand times more refined, more enriching, for which she is also suited and to which she has a right.”

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334. “Strange, isn’t it, that no chemical will give a human being the iridescence that illusions have given them? Give me your hat.”

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335. “I want to fall in love in such a way that the mere sight of a man, even a block away from me, will shake and pierce me, will weaken me, and make me tremble and soften and melt.”

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336. “I have so strong a sense of creation, of tomorrow, that I cannot get drunk, knowing I will be less alive, less well, less creative the next day.”

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337. “One handles truths like dynamite.”

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338. “The dangerous time when mechanical voices, radios, telephones, take the place of human intimacies, and the concept of being in touch with millions brings a greater and greater poverty in intimacy and human vision.”

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339. “Women always think that when they have my shoes, my dress, my hairdresser, my makeup, it will all work the same way. They do not conceive of the witchcraft that is needed. They do not know that I am not beautiful but that I only appear to be at certain moments.”

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340. “Anxiety is love’s greatest killer, because it is like the stranglehold of the drowning.”

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341. “I cheat him, I deceive him, yet the world does not sink in sulphur-colored mists. Madness conquers. I can no longer put my mosaics together. I just cry and laugh.”

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342. “The poet is one who is able to keep the fresh vision of the child alive.”

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343. “I must know, he thinks. It must be clear to me. There is a world which is closed to him, a world of shadings, gradations, nuances, and subtleties. He is a genius and yet he is too explicit. June slips between his fingers. You cannot posses without loving.”

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344. “If all of us acted in unison as I act individually there would be no wars and no poverty. I have made myself personally responsible for the fate of every human being who has come my way.”

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345. “I palliate the sufferings of others. yes I see myself as softening the blows, dissolving acids, neutralizing poisons, every moment of the day. I try to fulfill the wishes of others, to perform miracles. I exert myself performing miracles.”

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346. “America hates the artist. It will not admit: the artist is my soul and I want to kill off my soul.”

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347. “To commit suicide is easy. To live without a god is more difficult. The drunkenness of triumph is greater than the drunkenness of sacrifice.”

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348. “We efface an hour by passionate love, without twists, without aftertaste. When it is finished, it is not finished, we lie still in each other’s arms lulled by our love, by tenderness – sensuality in which the whole being can participate.”

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349. “I stopped loving my father a long time ago. What remained was the slavery to a pattern.”

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350. “They courted the face on the screen, the face of translucence, the face of wax on which men found it possible to imprint the image of their fantasy.”

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