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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.

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.

Anais Nin
Children, Real, Lying

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

Anais Nin
Children, Endure, Shattering

The complaints of the child in us will never cease lamenting until it is consoled, answered, understood. Only then will it lie still in us, like our fears. It will die in peace and leave us what the child leaves to the man - the sense of wonder.

Anais Nin
Children, Lying, Men

Perhaps a child, like a cat, is so much inside of himself that he does not see himself in the mirror.

Anais Nin
Children, Cat, Mirrors

If a person continues to see giants, it means he is still looking at the world through the eyes of a child.

Anais Nin
Children, Mean, Eye

Last night I wept. I wept because the process by which I have become woman was painful. I wept because I was no longer a child with a child's blind faith. I wept because my eyes were opened to reality....I wept because I could not believe anymore and I love to believe. I can still love passionately without believing. That means I love humanly. I wept because I have lost my pain and I am not yet accustomed to its absence.

Anais Nin
Life, Children, Pain

If a person continues to see only giants, it means he is still seeing the world through the eyes of a child. I have a feeling that man's fear of woman comes from having first seen her as the mother, creator of men.

Anais Nin
Mother, Children, Mean

The child in me could not die as it should have died, because according too legends it must find its father again. The old legends knew, perhaps, that in absence the father becomes glorified, deified, eroticized, and this outrage against God the Father has to be atoned for. 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.

Anais Nin
Children, Father, Men

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

Anais Nin
Life, Children, Abuse
"French Writers of the Past" by Carol A. Dingle, (p. 127), 2000.

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.

Anais Nin
Children, Dad, Father

Out of the red and silver and the long cry of alarm to the poet who survives in all human beings, as the child survives in him; to this poet she threw an unexpected ladder in the middle of the city and ordained, 'Climb!

Anais Nin
Children, Cities, Long

Again I take a taxi to Clichy address, but feel that I do not want to go on loving Henry more actively than he loves me (having realized that nobody will ever love me in that overabundant, overexpressive, overthoughtful, overhuman way I love people), and so I will wait for him. So I ask taxi driver to drop me at the Galeries Lafayette, where I begin to look for a new hat and to shop for Christmas. Pride? I don't know. A kind of wise retreat. I need people too much. So I bury my gigantic defect, my overflow of love, under trivialities, like a child. I amuse myself with a new hat.

Anais Nin
Wise, Children, Pride

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