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Anais Nin - From the Beauty category:
The cult of ugliness is a regression. It destroys our appetite, our love for our world. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Choices category:
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. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Courage category:
Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Creativity category:
The creative personality never remains fixed on the first world it discovers. It never resigns itself to anything. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Culture category:
Our culture made a virtue out of living only as extroverts. We discouraged the inner journey, the quest for a center. So we lost our center and have to find it again. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Deception category:
One handles truths like dynamite. Literature is one vast hypocrisy, a giant deception, treachery. All writers have concealed more than they revealed. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Destiny category:
The worst moment for them [my patients] 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. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Dreams category:
Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Experience category:
Experience teaches acceptance of the imperfect as life. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Friendship category:
Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Gender category:
How wrong it is for women to expect the man to build the world she wants, rather than set out to create it herself. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Growth category:
When we blindly adopt a religion, a political system, a literary dogma, we become automatons. We cease to grow. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Life category:
Dreams are necessary to life. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Love category:
Love is the axis and breath of my life. The art I produce is a byproduct, an excrescence of love, the song I sing, the joy which must explode, the overabundance - that is all! (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Renewal category:
The function of art is to renew our perception. What we are familiar with we cease to see. The writer shakes up the familiar scene, and, as if by magic, we see a new meaning in it. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Risk category:
And the day came when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Seeing category:
We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Senses category:
We don't have a language for the senses. Feelings are images, sensations are like musical sounds. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Surrealism category:
Ordinary life does not interest me. I seek only the high moments. I am in accord with the surrealists, searching for the marvelous. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Truth category:
There are very few human beings who receive the truth, complete and staggering, by instant illumination. Most of them acquire it fragment by fragment, on a small scale, by successive developments, cellularly, like a laborious mosaic. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Unknowns category:
The unknown was my compass. The unknown was my encyclopedia. The unnamed was my science and progress. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Vision category:
The poet is the one who is able to keep the fresh vision of the child alive. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Writing category:
We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospection. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Writing category:
The role of a writer is not to say what we all can say, but what we are unable to say. (Anais Nin)
Anais Nin - From the Writing category:
If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then don't write, because our culture has no use for it. (Anais Nin)
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