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Anais Nin Quotes - Page 6

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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.

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.

Teamwork, War, Fate

We cannot cure the evils of politics with politics.

Evil, Politics, Cures

It is a sign of great inner insecurity to be hostile to the unfamiliar.

Insecurity, Unfamiliar, Hostile

In chaos, there is fertility.

Single Girl, Fertility, Chaos

Had I not created my whole world, I would certainly have died in other people’s.

Break Up, Creating, People

One handles truths like dynamite.

Truth, Dynamite, Handle

"The Diary Of Anais Nin, Vol. 5 (1947-1955)". Book by Anais Nin, 1975.

Life is a full circle, widening until it joins the circle motions of the infinite.

Circles, Full Circle, Life Is

The artist is the only one who knows that the world is a subjective creation, that there is a choice to be made, a selection of elements.

Artist, Choices, Elements

"Woman as Writer" by Jeannette L. Webber and Joan Grumman, (p. 38), 1978.

The child who is uprooted begins to recognize that what he builds within himself is what will endure, what will withstand shattering experiences.

Children, Endure, Shattering

Dreams are necessary to life.

Life, Happiness, Dream

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

Desire, Feels, Rooted

I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness. I want a man lying over me, always over me. His will, his pleasure, his desire, his life, his work, his sexuality the touchstone, the command, my pivot. I don’t mind working, holding my ground intellectually, artistically; but as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated

Lying, Men, Mind

The theme of the diary is always the personal, but it does not mean only a personal story: it means a personal relationship to all things and people. The personal, if it is deep enough, becomes universal, mythical, symbolic; I never generalize, intellectualise. I see, I hear, I feel. These are my primitive elements of discovery. Music, dance, poetry and painting are the channels for emotion. It is through them that experience penetrates our bloodstream.

Mean, Discovery, People

The enemy of a love is never outside, it's not a man or woman, it's what we lack in ourselves.

Life, Love Is, Men

"A Spy in the House of Love". Book by Anais Nin, 1954.

We are like sculptors, constantly carving out of others the image we long for, need, love or desire, often against reality, against their benefit, and always, in the end, a disappointment, because it does not fit them.

Inspirational, Honesty, Disappointment

I wanted to remember in order to be able to return.

Order, Able, Return

We see things the way we are, not the way they are.

Way

We don't have a language for the senses. Feelings are images, sensations are like musical sounds.

Feelings, Musical, Sound

The Diary of Anaïs Nin, February 1932.

Ordinary life does not interest me.

Ordinary, Doe, Interest

"Personal Quotes/ Biography". www.imdb.com.

I am a winged creature who is too rarely allowed to use its wings. Ecstasies do not occur often enough.

Wings, Use, Enough

Passion gives me moments of wholeness.

Passion, Giving, Moments

The Diary of Anaïs Nin, February 1932.

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.

Hurt, Imagination, Doe

myself ... is merely an instrument to connect life and a myth

Instruments, Myth

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

Writing, Emotional, Movement

She lacks confidence, she craves admiration insatiably. She lives on the reflections of herself in the eyes of others. She does not dare to be herself.

Self Esteem, Love Yourself, Eye

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