#The Diary of Anaïs Nin

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The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934–1939

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Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934

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Of beauty, hierarchic, gothic, classical.

— Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 6: 1955–1966, (1977)

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Anaïs Nin, from the diary of Anais Nin, vol. VI: 1955-1966

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I had a sense of preparation for a love to come. Like the extension of canopies, the unrolling of ceremonial carpets, as if I must first create a marvelous world in which to house it, in which to receive adequately this guest of honor.

The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Volume One 1931-1934, Anaïs Nin

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Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 5: 1947-1955

[Text ID: 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.]

[trees-and-planets]

— Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 7: 1966-1974

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

Anaïs Nin "The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 7: 1966-1974"

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Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934

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The Diary of Anais Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934

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She is pure poetry walking and breathing, inside and outside of my books, (...)

—Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anaïs Nin, vol. 4: 1944-1949

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— Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anais Nin, Vol. 4: 1944-1947

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Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934

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To restore to sensuality its nobility.

— Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 6: 1955–1966, (1977)

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I came home. I enjoyed my bath. I enjoyed perfuming myself. I knew I was born for this, to do it over and over again, the ritual of the dressing, the perfuming for love, for sensuality. I enjoyed everything sensually.

Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1939–1947

[twicedailyquotes]

Occasionally I think of death. I can easily believe in the disintegration of the body, but cannot that all I have learned, experienced, accumulated, can disappear and be wasted. Like a river, it must flow somewhere. There must be continuity.

Anaïs Nin