Do not seek the because -- in love there is no because, no reason, no explanation, no solutions.
ANAÏS NIN, Henry and June
The monster I kill every day is the monster of realism. The monster who attacks me every day is destruction. Out of the duel comes the transformation. I turn destruction into creation over and over again.
ANAÏS NIN, Henry and June
He was jealous of her future, and she of his past.
ANAÏS NIN, Delta of Venus
I can elect something I love and absorb myself in it.
ANAÏS NIN, The Diary of Anaïs Nin
Each contact with a human being is so rare, so precious, one should preserve it.
ANAÏS NIN, The Diary of Anaïs Nin
And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.
ANAÏS NIN, attributed, Investigating Subjectivity
If only I could be freed of this quest for the father. Father? Savior? God?
ANAÏS NIN, The Diary of Anaïs Nin
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.
ANAÏS NIN, The Diary of Anaïs Nin
What we call our destiny is truly our character and that character can be altered. The knowledge that we are responsible for our actions and attitudes does not need to be discouraging, because it also means that we are free to change this destiny. One is not in bondage to the past, which has shaped our feelings, to race, inheritance, background. All this can be altered if we have the courage to examine how it formed us. We can alter the chemistry provided we have the courage to dissect the elements.
ANAÏS NIN, The Diary of Anaïs Nin
Electric flesh-arrows traversing the body. A rainbow of color strikes the eyelids. A foam of music falls over the ears. It is the gong of the orgasm.