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Anais Nin



Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.

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The Diary of Anais Nin, volume 3, 1939-1944
Contribution #1800


I prefer by far the warmth and softness to mere brilliancy and coldness. Some people remind me of sharp dazzling diamonds. Valuable but lifeless and loveless. Others, of the simplest field flowers, with hearts full of dew and with all the tints of celestial beauty reflected in their modest petals.

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The Early Diary of Anais Nin, Vol 2: 1920-1923
Contribution #6530


"If you nourished your sexual life with all the excitements and adventures which love injects into sensuality, you would be the most potent man in the world. The source of sexual power is curiosity, passion. You are watching this little flame die of asphyxiation. Sex does not thrive on monotomy. Without feelings, invention, moods, no suprises in bed. Sex must be mixed with tears, laughter, words, promises, scenes, jealousy, envy, all the spices of fear, foreign travel, new faces, novels, stories, dreams, fanatsies, music, dancing, opium, wine." Anais Nin's Delta Of Venus

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Contribution #7582


And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.

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Anais Nin
http://wiki.seedsofcompassion.org
Contribution #1031


I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.

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There are two kinds of freedom in the world; the freedom of the rich and powerful, and the freedom of the artist and the monk who renounces possessions.

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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.

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Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.

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"Winter of Artifice"
Contribution #1799


The personal, if it is deep enough, becomes universal, mythical, symbolic.

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Our life is composed greatly from dreams, from the unconscious, and they must be brought into connection with action. They must be woven together.

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