Anais Nin Quotes

By | March 29, 2014

Find Anais Nin Quotes from her diaries, interviews, books and life.

There are many great quotes from this prolific french writer who was made famous for her diaries and erotica. These are our favorites.

Anais Nin Quotes….

Don’t let one cloud obliterate the whole sky.
Anais Nin 

We don’t see things as they are, we see things as we are.
Anais Nin 

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


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Life is so fluid that one can only hope to capture the living moment, to capture it alive and fresh … without destroying that moment.
Anais Nin 

The poet is one who is able to keep the fresh vision of the child alive.
Anais Nin 

My ideas usually come not at the desk writing but in the midst of living.
Anais Nin 

Life shrinks or expands according to one’s courage.
Anais Nin 

From Her Diaries….

Hell is a different place for each man, or each man has his own particular hell. My descent into the inferno is a descent into the irrational level of existence, where the instincts and blind emotions are loose, where one lives by pure impulse, pure fantasy and therefore pure madness. No, that is not the inferno. While I am there, I am as unconscious of misery as a man who is a drunk; or rather, my misery is a great joy. It is when I become conscious again that I feel unutterable pain.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume One

I always endowed madness with a sacred, poetic value, a mystical value. It seemed to me to be a denial of ordinary life, an effort to transcend it, to expand, to go far beyond the limitations of La Condition Humaine.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume One

The love between women is a refuge and a escape into harmony and narcissism in place of conflict. In the love between man and woman there is resistance and conflict. Two women do not judge each other. They form an alliance. It is in a way, self-love. I love June because she is the woman I would like to be.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume One

I want to give myself away, to lose myself
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume One

I want to live only for ecstasy
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume One

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I disregard the proportions, the measures, the tempo of the ordinary world. I refuse to live in the ordinary world as ordinary women. To enter ordinary relationships. I want ecstasy. I am a neurotic — in the sense that I live in my world. I will not adjust myself to the world. I am adjusted to myself.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume One 

I had always believed in Andre Breton’s freedom, to write as one thinks, in the order and disorder in which one feels in thinks, to follow sensations and absurd correlations of events and images, to trust to the new realms they lead one into. “The cult of the marvelous.” Also the cult of the unconscious leadership, the cult of mystery, the evasion of false logic. The cult of the unconscious as proclaimed by Rimbaud. It is not madness. It is an effort to transcend the rigidities and the patterns made by the rational mind.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume One 

When others asked the truth of me, I was convinced it was not the truth they wanted, but an illusion they could bear to live with.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume One 

Man can never know the kind of loneliness a woman knows. Man lies in a woman’s womb only to gather strength, he nourishes himself from this fusion, and then he rises and goes into the world, into his work, into battle, into art. He is not lonely. He is busy. The memory of the swim in amniotic fluid gives him energy, completion. The woman may be busy too, but she feels empty. Sensuality for her is not only a wave of pleasure in which he has bathed, and a charge of electric joy at contact with another. When man lies in her womb, she is fulfilled, each act of love is a taking of man within her, and act of birth and rebirth, of child bearing and man bearing. Man lies in her womb and is reborn each time anew with a desire to act, to BE. But for a woman, the climax is not in the birth, but in the moment when man rests inside of her.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume One 

Feelings are images, sensations are like musical sounds.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume One 

Ordinary life does not interest me. I seek only the high moments. I am in accord with the surrealists, searching for the marvelous.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume One 

For me, the adventures of the mind, each inflection of thought, each movement, nuance, growth, discovery, is a source of exhilaration.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume One 

Passion gives me moments of wholeness.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume One 

My life is slowed up by thought and the need to understand what I am living.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume One

For you and for me the highest moment, the keenest joy, is not when our minds dominate but when we lose our minds…
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume One 

Love is the axis and breath of my life. The art I produce is a byproduct, an excrescence of love, the song I sing, the joy which must explode, the overabundance — that is all!.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume Two

I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger as reason. I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me.
Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn’t impress me.
I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume Two

I know no joy as great as a moment of rushing into a new love, no ecstasy like that of a new love. I swim in the sky; I float; my body is full of flowers, flowers with fingers giving me acute, acute caresses, sparks, jewels, quivers of joy, dizziness, such dizziness. Music inside of one, drunkenness. Only closing the eyes and remembering, and the hunger, the hunger for more, more, the great hunger, the voracious hunger, and thirst.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume Two 

I seek the real stuff of life. Profound drama.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume Two

He left me at my hotel at 3:00 AM murmuring: “You’re marvelous.”
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume Two 

Someday I’ll be locked up for love insanity. “She loved too much.”
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume Two

I have so strong a sense of creation, of tomorrow, that I cannot get drunk, knowing I will be less alive, less well, less creative the next day.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume Two 

The role of the writer is not to say what we can all say, but what we are unable to say.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume Five

I believe one writes because one has to create a world in which one can live. I could not live in any of the worlds offered to me — the world of my parents, the world of war, the world of politics.
I had to create a world of my own, like a climate, a country, an atmosphere in which I could breathe, reign, and recreate myself when destroyed by living.
That, I believe, is the reason for every work of art.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin , Volume Five 

Experience teaches acceptance of the imperfect as life.
Fire : From “A Journal of Love” : the Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin 

To withhold from living is to die … the more you give of yourself to life the more life nourishes you.
Fire : From “A Journal of Love” : the Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin 

Creation which cannot express itself becomes madness.
Fire : From “A Journal of Love” : the Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin 

Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.
Fire : From “A Journal of Love” : the Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin  

In the world of the dreamer there was solitude: all the exaltations and joys came in the moment of preparation for living. They took place in solitude. But with action came anxiety, and the sense of insuperable effort made to match the dream, and with it came weariness, discouragement, and the flight into solitude again. And then in solitude, in the opium den of remembrance, the possibility of pleasure again.
Children of the Albatross 

Nothing more difficult to live up to than men’s dreams.
Children of the Albatross 

Only in the fever of creation could she recreate her own lost life.
Winter of Artifice 

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.
D. H. Lawrence : An Unprofessional Study 

The morning I got up to begin this book I coughed. Something was coming out of my throat: it was strangling me. I broke the thread which held it and yanked it out. I went back to bed and said: I have just spat out my heart.
House of Incest 

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

I was always exhausted by my dreams, not because of the dreams, but because of the fear of not being able to return. I do not need to return. I will find you everywhere. You alone can go wherever I go, into the same mysterious regions. You too know the language of the nerves. You will always know what I am saying even if I do not.
Under a Glass Bell


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