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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
Anais Nin
Solitude
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You don't find love, it finds you. It's got a little bit to do with destiny, fate, and what's written in the stars.
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For the neurotic, the merging of the subconscious and the conscious may be risky, just as it is for the users of drugs. But for the writer who is aware of the way in which this connection exists in reality and nourishes creativity, the sooner he can achieve a synthesis among intellect, emotion, and instinct, the sooner his work will be integrated.
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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
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We do not escape into philosophy, psychology, and art--we go there to restore our shattered selves into whole ones.
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Nowhere is inhumanity more revealed than in hospitals.
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I have a prejudice against people with money. I have known so many, and none have escaped the corruption of power. In this I am a purist. I love people motivated by love and not by power. If you have money and power, and are motivated by love, you give it all away.
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I’m restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars again.
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When I don't write, I feel my world shrink. I lose my fire, my color.
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I'm sick of my own romanticism!
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I had been struck by the analogy between neurosis and romanticism. Romanticism was truly a parallel to neurosis. It demanded of reality an illusory world, love, an absolute which it could never obtain, and thus destroyed itself by the dream.
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Write. Write until it stops hurting.
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Dreams are necessary to life.
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The shell is America's most active contribution to the formation of character. A tough hide. Grow it early.
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One discovers that destiny can be diverted, that one does not have to remain in bondage to the first wax imprint made on childhood sensibilities. Once the deforming mirror has been smashed, there is a possibility of wholeness. There is a possibility of joy.
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I stopped loving my father a long time ago. What remained was the slavery to a pattern.
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Innocence was gone from all our acts. Our habitual state of rebellion became a serious political crime.
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I don’t really want to become normal, average, standard. I want merely to gain in strength, in the courage to live out my life more fully, enjoy more, experience more. I want to develop even more original and more unconventional traits
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In my childhood diary I wrote: “I have decided that it is better not to love anyone, because when you love people, then you have to be separated from them, and that hurts too much.
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We cannot cure the evils of politics with politics.
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This great handsomeness I took into myself later when he desired me, but I took it as one breathes air, or swallows a snowflake, or yields to the sun.
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