Anaïs Nin was an author born to Spanish-Cuban parents in France.She wrote journals,novels,critical studies, essays and short stories.
Born: February 21, 1903,France
Died: January 14, 1977,United States
Full birth name: Angela Anais Juana Antolina Rosa Edelmira Nin y Culmell
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.
We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.
Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage.
Life is truly known only to those who suffer,lose,endure adversity and stumble feom defeat to defeat.
The secret of joy is the mastery of pain.
Experience teaches acceptance of the imperfect as life.
Dreams are necessary to life.
How wrong is it for a woman to expect the man to build the world she wants, rather than to create it herself?
I am only responsible for my own heart, you offered yours up for the smashing my darling. Only a fool would give out such a vital organ.
Each friend represents a world in us, a world not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.
And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.
Good things happen to those who hustle.
Age does not protect you from love. But love, to some extent, protects you from age.
Music melts all the separate parts of our bodies together.
People living deeply have no fear of death.
The role of a writer is not to say what we can all say, but what we are unable to say.
You cannot save people, you can only love them.
Passion gives me moments of wholeness.
I will not adjust myself to the world. I am adjusted to myself.
Life is so fluid that one can only hope to capture the living moment, to capture it alive and fresh … without destroying that moment.
The only abnormality is the incapacity to love.
I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing.
When you make a world tolerable for yourself, you make a world tolerable for others.
Luxury is not a necessity to me, but beautiful and good things are.
And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.
We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.
I must be a mermaid, Rango. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.
