Anais Nin Quotes About Heart

Quotes about: Heart

• 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.

  Anais Nin

  Love, Inspirational, Strength

• 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 of layers, cells, constellations.

  Anais Nin

  Love, Life, Heart

  "Journal of Phenomenological Psychology", (Vol. 15), 1984.

• I hate men who are afraid of women's strength.

  Anais Nin

  Hate, Heart, Independent

• We write to taste life twice, in the moment, and in retrospection.

  Anais Nin

  Love, Writing, Heart

  "Woman as Writer" by Jeannette L. Webber and Joan Grumman, (p. 38), 1978.

• The only abnormality is the incapacity to love.

  Anais Nin

  Love, Heartbreak, Dream

  Biography/Personal Quotes, www.imdb.com.

• Only the united beat of sex and heart together can create ecstasy.

  Anais Nin

  Sex, Heart, Together

  Anais Nin (1977). “DELTA OF VENUS EROTICA”

• What a mystery this is, desire. The love sickness, the sensitivity, the obsession, the flutter of the heart, the ebb and flow of the blood. There is no drug and no alcohol to equal it.

  Anais Nin

  Heart, Blood, Ebb And Flow

• I prefer by far the warmth and softness to mere brilliancy and coldness. Some people remind me of sharp dazzling diamonds. Valuable but lifeless and loveless. Others, of the simplest field flowers, with hearts full of dew and with all the tints of celestial beauty reflected in their modest petals.

  Anais Nin

  Love, Flower, Heart

• 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

  Anais Nin

  Heart, Giving, Fool

• I looked upon a clock to find the truth. The hours were passing like ivory chess figures, striking piano notes, and the minutes raced on wires mounted like tin soldiers. Hours like tall ebony women with gongs between their legs, tolling continuously so that I could not count them. I heard the rolling of my heart-beats; I heard the footsteps of my dreams, and the beat of time was lost among them like the face of truth.

  Anais Nin

  Dream, Heart, Ivory

• The struggle to emerge out of the past, clean of memories; the inadequacy of our hearts to cut life into separate and final portions; the pain of this constant ambivalence and interrelation of emotions; the hunger for frontiers against which we might learn as upon closed doors before we proceed forward; the struggle against diffusion, new beginnings, against finality in acts without finality or end, in our cursedly repercussive being.

  Anais Nin

  Pain, Memories, Struggle

• She was fully, painfully aware that very rarely did midnight strike in two hearts at once, very rarely did midnight arouse two different equal desires, and that any dislocation in this, any indifference, was an indication of disunity, of the difficulties, the impossibilities of fusion between two human beings.

  Anais Nin

  Heart, Two, Desire

• 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.

  Anais Nin

  Morning, Book, Heart

  "House of Incest". Book by Anais Nin, 1936.

• In each studio there is a human being dressed in the full regalia of his myth fearing to expore a vulnerable opening, spreading not his charms but his defences, plotting to disrobe, somewhere along the night-- his body without the aperture of the heart or his heart with a door closed to his body. thus keeping one compartment for refuge, one uninvaded cell.

  Anais Nin

  Heart, Night, Doors

• New York has an electronic heart.

  Anais Nin

  New York, Heart

• Through love, through friendship, a heart lives more than one life.

  Anais Nin

  Heart

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