“He received them smiling. Without money in his pocket he rushed to help. With generous excess he rushed to love, to desire, to possess, to lose, to suffer, to die the multiple little deaths everyone dies each day. He would even die and weep and suffer and lose with enthusiasm, with ardor. He was prodigal in poverty, rich and abundant in some invisible chemical equivalent to gold and sun.”
Anaïs Nin, from "The Sealed Room" in "Children of the Albatross", 1959
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Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.
~Anais Nin~
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i look quiet, but few know how many women there are in me. || we don't see things as they are, we see things as we are. || i only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy. no more walls.
~ are my favourite quotes from anaïs nin. when i started this series and shared another beautiful tidbit from nin, i mentioned that i had a skewed love-relationship with her work; what i've been reflecting on is that, the skewed relationship wasn't with her work per se, but with the appropriation of her work, which in my mind had muddled together. the complexity of nin's writing ranges from deep, novel & bold explorations of eroticism to philosophical longing, and it is difficult to appropriately render the complexity of her experience which she generously painted in her work. the evocative and tender nature of her writing has led to her work, with an emphasis on erotic expressions but not only, to be rendered broken out of the context of her unique perspective into bearing different meanings, and it's happened to me to both misinterpret & distance myself from her based on rendering - i am sad that i have done this. if her words speak to you, i would encourage you to read them directly - at university, our professors encouraged us to consult the source directly to develop our independent thinking, as relying on others' interpretations or thoughts causes dependency, and hinders one from becoming a luminary in their field.
as anaïs herself wrote, few knew how many women there were in her - and can anyone else but ourselves know how many multitudes there are in each of us?
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I often see how you sob over what you destroy, how you want to stop, and then a moment later you are at it again with a knife, like a surgeon
Anais Nin
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{Words by Anaïs Nin, from The Diary Of Anais Nin, Vol. 4 (1944-1947) / Cynthia Cruz from diagnosis,The glimmering room}
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Anaïs Nin, in a letter to Henry Miller, d. March 9, 1932, from A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller, 1932-1953
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I am a winged creature
who is too rarely allowed
to use its wings.
Ecstasies do not occur
often enough.
Anais Nin
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“His eyelids were heavy as if from too much dreaming.”
– Anaïs Nin, from "The Sealed Room" in "Children of the Albatross", 1959.
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When we blindly adopt a religion, a political system, a literary dogma, we become automatons. We cease to grow.
~Anais Nin~
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Life shrinks or expands in proportion ~ @QuoteAnaisNin
Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s
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Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry written c. October 1936, featured in The Diary of Anaïs Nin Vol. 2
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