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Nature forms us for ourselves, not for others to be, not to seem.

Anais Nin

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Anais Nin
Age: 73 †
Born: 1903
Born: February 21
Died: 1977
Died: January 14
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Angela Anaïs Juana Antolina Rosa Edelmira Nin y Culmell
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Now that I am moving, I am afraid. Where am I going?
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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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I despise my own hypersensitiveness, which requires so much reassurance. It is certainly abnormal to crave so much to be loved and understood.
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We are never trapped unless we choose to be.
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There were always in me, two women at least, one woman desperate and bewildered, who felt she was drowning and another who would leap into a scene, as upon a stage, conceal her true emotions because they were weaknesses, helplessness, despair, and present to the world only a smile, an eagerness, curiosity, enthusiasm, interest.
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Idealism is the death of the body and the imagination. All but freedom, utter freedom, is death
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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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My life is slowed up by thought and the need to understand what I am living.
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Adolescence is like cactus.
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I will always be the virgin-prostitute, the perverse angel, the two-faced sinister and saintly woman.
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The basis of insincerity is the idealized image we hold of ourselves and wish to impose on others.
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I do not want to be the leader. I refuse to be the leader. I want to live darkly.
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The monster I kill every day is the monster of realism. The monster who attacks me every day is destruction. Out of the duel comes the transformation. I turn destruction into creation over and over again.
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I'm sick of my own romanticism!
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I hate rarely, though when I hate, I hate murderously.
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Some people read to confirm their own hopelessness. Others read to be rescued from it.
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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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Introspection is a devouring monster. You have to feed it with much material, much experience, many people, many places, many loves, many creations, and then it ceases feeding on you.
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The earth is heavy and opaque without dreams.
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I am aware of being in a beautiful prison, from which I can only escape by writing.
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