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Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
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“I'm awaiting a lover. I have to be rent and pulled apart and live according to the demons and the imagination in me. I'm restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars again.”
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
“For you and for me the highest moment, the keenest joy, is not when our minds dominate but when we lose our minds, and you and I both lose it in the same way, through love.”
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
“When does real love begin?
At first it was a fire, eclipses, short circuits, lightning and fireworks; the incense, hammocks, drugs, wines, perfumes; then spasm and honey, fever, fatigue, warmth, currents of liquid fire, feast and orgies; then dreams, visions, candlelight, flowers, pictures; then images out of the past, fairy tales, stories, then pages out of a book, a poem; then laughter, then chastity.
At what moment does the knife wound sink so deep that the flesh begins to weep with love?
At first power, power, then the wound, and love, and love and fears, and the loss of the self, and the gift, and slavery. At first I ruled, loved less; then more, then slavery. Slavery to his image, his odor, the craving, the hunger, the thirst, the obsession.”
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
At first it was a fire, eclipses, short circuits, lightning and fireworks; the incense, hammocks, drugs, wines, perfumes; then spasm and honey, fever, fatigue, warmth, currents of liquid fire, feast and orgies; then dreams, visions, candlelight, flowers, pictures; then images out of the past, fairy tales, stories, then pages out of a book, a poem; then laughter, then chastity.
At what moment does the knife wound sink so deep that the flesh begins to weep with love?
At first power, power, then the wound, and love, and love and fears, and the loss of the self, and the gift, and slavery. At first I ruled, loved less; then more, then slavery. Slavery to his image, his odor, the craving, the hunger, the thirst, the obsession.”
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
“If I did not move and dance between them the three would turn to stone, for they are passive [...] They would fall asleep if I lay still somewhere. Henry, Gonzalo, Hugh. [...] It is only my dancing, my dancing which animates them. I slide out of Gonzalo's bed like a snake. I slide out of Henry's bed. I slide out of Hugh's bed. [...]
I dance untrammeled - return to each full of the space in between, that change of air. Dancing, I find my flame and my joy, because I dance, slide, run, to the boat, to quai de Passy, to Villa Seurat; I keep the wind in the folds of my dress, the rain on my hair, and light in my eyes.”
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
I dance untrammeled - return to each full of the space in between, that change of air. Dancing, I find my flame and my joy, because I dance, slide, run, to the boat, to quai de Passy, to Villa Seurat; I keep the wind in the folds of my dress, the rain on my hair, and light in my eyes.”
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
“I know that I go through life like a drunkard. I'm drunk on illusion. But no matter how drunk I am, there are things I can't help seeing, ferociously real things. I close my eyes, and I reel, I reel. I reel, I believe, I live in a fever and turmoil, I rise into ecstasy, but all the time there is the face of reality staring at me with ugly eyes. I know that if I open my eyes I will be intolerably hurt by the ugliness.”
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
“It is hard for me to believe in continuous, sustained happiness, just as it is hard for me to believe in love.”
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
“I have created myself a soul, big as the world, that leaks all over, and I have to keep calling for the plumber.”
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
“says he is afraid of me because I am the kind of woman who leaves scars.”
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
“I am happy today. I am a tyrant.”
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
“As soon as I kiss him I know that I love him with a blind instinct beyond all reason, with all his defects.”
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
“Will I really be able to accept my mental loneliness?”
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
“Once a month, the moonstorm. Dust in the eyes and ghosts in the veins. The blood of woman is spilling and all the strength ebbs away.”
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
“I have decided that if analysis is a hothouse, a hastening of wisdom and growth, nevertheless the life experience must be actually lived out and through, completely, in spite of it; everything that is lived out in the imagination is poison.”
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
“He observed confusion and chaos, which I call living by one's emotions instead of one's mind.”
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
“Very slowly, with hands, tongues, mouths, we unwrapped and untied ourselves, laying open gifts. Gave birth to each other again, as separate bodies who enjoy collision.”
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
“All creators are unhappy in life. All creators are absolutists.”
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
“But we were lonely. we had nobody to play with. The gay child, the inventive child, the spirited and wild child, was lonely.”
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
“La alegría de las cosas pequeñas es todo cuanto tenemos para combatir lo trágico de la vida.”
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
“Just that divine understanding and unique responsiveness and clairvoyance, the match to my mind.”
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
“The inner and poetic illumination of his life came from me.”
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
― Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin
“Viajamos en direcciones opuestas. Observo todo esto en tono trágico.”
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
“Es fácil crear la ilusión del amor. El otro te ayuda.”
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
“Cuando te embriaga un sentimiento, no importa cuál sea (ella está ahora ebria de un sentimiento imaginado), dejas de ver la realidad o la fealdad.”
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
“Pero era un sueño. Estábamos envueltos en algodón, en hilos de seda, en telas de araña, en musgo, en niebla, en el mar, en el sabor de una distancia que ha de aniquilarse-”
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
“Life. Fire. Being myself on fire I set others on fire. Never death. Fire and life. Le jeux.”
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
“I kill one realistic dragon a day, and unfortunately the meat is too tough to eat or we could save money on steak.”
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
“My entire torture with Henry was due to doubt. It is doubt I am running away from.”
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
“Now that he has lost her, he loves her with words.”
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
“He seems taken quite out of himself, as if I were the sudden materialization of a fantasy, and admits me into the seclusion he seeks, in which he lives with the book he is writing.”
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
“There is a sense of wonder in his eyes. And so, he can detect that I know neither death nor finished things, that nothing is finished, that my discontent is a creative resdessness and not a grouch, a curiosity, an expectation of still new miracles.”
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
― Fire: From "A Journal of Love": The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1934-1937
