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#Anais Nin
petaltexturedskies · 2 days
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Anaïs Nin, in a diary entry written c. January 1921 in The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1920-1923
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sfsolstice · 22 hours
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Henry Miller, in a letter to Anaïs Nin, d. March 4, 1932, from A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller, 1932-1953
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nousrose · 23 hours
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You can only see in others what your nature allows you to see. The range of your vision depends on the extent of the personal development. The personal, if it is deep enough, becomes universal, mythical, symbolic; I never generalize, intellectualize. I see, I hear, I feel. These are my primitive instruments of discovery.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin
Anaïs Nin
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moderndaymystic · 8 months
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The purest form of love is consideration. When someone thinks about how things would make you feel. Pays attention to detail. Holds you in regard when making decisions that could affect you. In any bond, how much they care about you can be found in how much they consider you
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fromdarzaitoleeza · 6 months
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{Words by Anaïs Nin, from The Diary Of Anais Nin, Vol. 4 (1944-1947) / Cynthia Cruz from diagnosis,The glimmering room}
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shisasan · 7 months
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𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟼, 𝟷𝟿𝟹𝟶 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝚗𝚊𝚒̈𝚜 𝙽𝚒𝚗, 𝟷𝟿𝟶𝟹-𝟷𝟿𝟽𝟽
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araekniarchive · 8 months
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@mnvart // Kaveh Akbar, 'Calling A Wolf A Wolf' // @PinkRangerLB on Twitter // @kosmogrl // @devinsturk, '15 Proverbs for the Fellow Chronically Ill' // Jasmine Deporta // Anaïs Nin, House of Incest // the gentle wisdom uquiz by @inkskinned // Rora Blue, 'Sweet Dreams' // Hala Alyan, Dear Layal
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mournfulroses · 4 months
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Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry written c. October 1936, featured in The Diary of Anaïs Nin Vol. 2
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metamorphesque · 1 year
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I was always ashamed to take. So I gave. It was not a virtue. It was a disguise.
Anaïs Nin, The Diary Of Anais Nin, Vol. 4: 1944-1947
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myfakeplasticlove13 · 5 months
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petaltexturedskies · 2 days
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Last night I took a long walk because the temperature was almost as warm as a Spring evening, soft and balmy and beautiful. The smell of the earth rose in the stillness like a dream cloud.
Anaïs Nin, in a diary entry written c. January 1921 in The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1920-1923
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incure · 6 months
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From The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 5: 1947-1955
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sfsolstice · 2 days
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Anaïs Nin, in a letter to Henry Miller d. Feb. 22, 1932, in A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin & Henry Miller, 1932-1953
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surqrised · 2 months
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Love never dies of a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness, errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds. It dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings, but never of a natural death.
Anais Nin
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