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To love and to labor is the sum of living.
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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This diary is my kief, hashish and opium pipe. This is my drug and my vice.
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the cynic is a coward. He foresees all barrenness so that barrenness can never surprise him.
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He was now in that state of fire that she loved. She wanted to be burnt.
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I cannot concentrate all my friendship on any single one of my friends because no one is complete enough in himself.
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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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I will not adjust myself to the world. I am adjusted to myself.
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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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Anxiety is love's greatest killer, because it is like the stranglehold of the drowning.
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Sexual intercourse... a joyous, joyous, joyous, joyous impaling of woman on man's sensual mast.
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destruction is ultimately self-destruction.
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Perfection is static, And I am in full progress.
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