Anais Nin Quotes
People living deeply have no fear of death.



Jazz is the music of the body



There is not one big cosmic meaning for all, there is only the meaning we each give to our life, an individual meaning, an individual plot, like an individual novel, a book for each person.



Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living.



Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living.



I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.



There are only two kinds of freedom in the world; the freedom of the rich and powerful, and the freedom of the artist and the monk who renounces possessions



He does not need opium. He has the gift of reverie.



When we blindly adopt a religion, a political system, a literary dogma, we become automatons. We cease to grow.



From the backstabbing co-worker to the meddling sister-in-law, you are in charge of how you react to the people and events in your life. You can either give negativity power over your life or you can choose happiness instead. Take control and choose to focus on what is important in your life. Those who cannot live fully often become destroyers of life.



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



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.



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.



A leaf fluttered in through the window this morning, as if supported by the rays of the sun, a bird settled on the fire escape, joy in the task of coffee, joy accompanied me as I walked.



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








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