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Nothing too long imagined can be perfect in a wordly way.

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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You carry away with you a reflection of me, a part of me. I dreamed you I wished for your existence. You will always be a part of my life. If I love you, it must be because we shared, at some moment, the same imaginings, the same madness, the same stage.
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Secrets. Need to disguise. The novel was born of this.
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Keeping a Diary all my life helped me to discover some basic elements essential to the vitality of writing.
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The risk it takes to remain tight inside the bud is more painful than the risk it takes to blossom. We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are.
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I'm sick of my own romanticism!
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I like extravagance. Letters which give the postman a stiff back to carry, books which overflow from their covers, sexuality which bursts the thermometers.
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He was jealous of her future, and she of his past.
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Our love of each other was like two long shadows kissing without hope of reality.
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