#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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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.]

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— 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

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“At times she has holes in her stockings, wears unwashed jeans, uses safety pins to hold everything together. At other times she rushes to buy gloves, perfume. But all the time her eyes are carefully made-up, like the eyes on Egyptian frescoes.”

Anaïs Nin on June Miller, The Diary of Anaïs Nin: Vol. 1 [1931-1934]

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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