Cool & famous Quotes by : Anaïs Nin

The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery.

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• Knowledge

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.

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• Inspirational

All those who try to unveil the mysteries always have tragic lives. At the end they are always punished.

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• Life

We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.

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• Inspirational

This diary is my kief, hashish and opium pipe. This is my drug and my vice.

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• Writing

We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.

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• Writing

The role of a writer is not to say what we can all say, but what we are unable to say.

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• Writing

I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing.

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• Inspirational

The dream was always running ahead of me. To catch up, to live for a moment in unison, was the miracle.

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• Inspirational

There are two ways to reach me: by way of kisses or by way of the imagination. But there is a hierarchy: the kisses alone don't work.

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• Inspirational

life is truly known only to those who suffer, lose, endure adversity, & stumble from defeat to defeat.

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• Inspirational

Do not seek the because - in love there is no because, no reason, no explanation, no solutions.

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• Inspirational

I must be a mermaid, Rango. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.

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• Inspirational

We are like sculptors, constantly carving out of others the image we long for, need, love or desire, often against reality, against their benefit, and always, in the end, a disappointment, because it does not fit them.

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• Inspirational

He was now in that state of fire that she loved. She wanted to be burnt.

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• Romance

If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then don't write, because our culture has no use for it.

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• Writing

I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don’t know why, some people fill the gaps and others emphasize my loneliness.

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• Love

When we blindly adopt a religion, a political system, a literary dogma, we become automatons.

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• Inspirational

Anxiety is love's greatest killer. It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you. You want to save him, but you know he will strangle you with his panic.

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• Love

I am aware of being in a beautiful prison, from which I can only escape by writing.

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• Writing

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.

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• Inspirational

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

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• Love

I have such a fear of finding another like myself, and such a desire to find one! I am so utterly lonely, but I also have such a fear that my isolation be broken through, and I no longer be the head and ruler of my universe.

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• Love

Luxury is not a necessity to me, but beautiful and good things are.

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• Life

Living never wore one so much as the effort not to live.

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• Inspirational

Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.

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• Love

There are very few human beings who receive the truth, complete and staggering, by instant illumination. Most of them acquire it fragment by fragment, on a small scale, by successive developments, cellularly, like a laborious mosaic.

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• Truth

What can I do with my happiness? How can I keep it, conceal it, bury it where I may never lose it? I want to kneel as it falls over me like rain, gather it up with lace and silk, and press it over myself again.

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• Happiness

I can elect something I love and absorb myself in it.

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• Writing

I reserve the right to love many different people at once, and to change my prince often.

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• Love