Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
I was thinking of my patients, and how the worst moment for them 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
Share
Change background
T
T
T
Change font
Original
TAGS & TOPICS
Anais Nin
Age: 73 †
Born: 1903
Born: February 21
Died: 1977
Died: January 14
Author
Autobiographer
Diarist
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Neuilly
Angela Anaïs Juana Antolina Rosa Edelmira Nin y Culmell
Anais Nin
Worst
Patient
Moment
Despair
Moments
Luck
Matter
Blame
Good
Confidence
Thinking
Fate
Masters
Patients
Longer
Discovered
More quotes by Anais Nin
At first she beckoned and lured one into her world then, she blurred the passageways, confused all the images, as if to elude detection.
Anais Nin
I often see how you sob over what you destroy, how you want to stop and just worship and you do stop, and then a moment later you are at it again with a knife, like a surgeon.
Anais Nin
the cynic is a coward. He foresees all barrenness so that barrenness can never surprise him.
Anais Nin
The morning I got up to begin this book I coughed. Something was coming out of my throat: it was strangling me. I broke the thread which held it and yanked it out. I went back to bed and said: I have just spat out my heart.
Anais Nin
I sat there for three hours and did not feel the time or the boredom of our talk and its foolish disconnection. As long as I could hear his voice, I was quite lost, quite blind, quite outside my own self.
Anais Nin
No one should be forced to carry the unfulfilled self of another.
Anais Nin
I am a winged creature who is too rarely allowed to use its wings. Ecstasies do not occur often enough.
Anais Nin
To commit suicide is easy. To live without a god is more difficult. The drunkenness of triumph is greater than the drunkenness of sacrifice.
Anais Nin
Women always think that when they have my shoes, my dress, my hairdresser, my makeup, it will all work the same way. They do not conceive of the witchcraft that is needed. They do not know that I am not beautiful but that I only appear to be at certain moments.
Anais Nin
Some people read to confirm their own hopelessness. Others read to be rescued from it.
Anais Nin
I really believe that if I were not a writer, not a creator, not an experimenter, I might have been a very faithful wife. I think highly of faithfulness. But my temperament belongs to the writer, not to the woman
Anais Nin
Since desire always goes towards that which is our direct opposite, it forces us to love that which will make us suffer.
Anais Nin
Balance is not to be sought by association with others it must exist within one's self.
Anais Nin
Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through.
Anais Nin
I did not feel drawn to huxley. He was beautiful physically but again without vibrations or sensory antennae... and I had a painful impression of a psychic blindness. With all his science and knowledge, in the mystic world he blundered.
Anais Nin
I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don't know why, some people fill the gaps and others emphasize my loneliness. In reality those who satisfy me are those who simply allow me to live with my ''idea of them.
Anais Nin
Secrets. Need to disguise. The novel was born of this.
Anais Nin
I only regret that everybody wants to deprive me of the journal, which is the only steadfast friend I have, the only one which makes my life bearable, because my happiness with human beings is so precarious, my confiding moods rare, and the least sign of non-interest is enough to silence me. In the journal I am at ease.
Anais Nin
For all of my patients sensuality is a giving in to 'the low side of their nature.' Puritanism is powerful and distorts their life with a total anesthesia of the senses. If you atrophy one sense, you also atrophy all the others, a sensuous and physical connection with nature, with art, with food, with other human beings.
Anais Nin
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.
Anais Nin