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Angela Anaïs Juana Antolina Rosa Edelmira Nin y Culmell , known professionally as Anaïs Nin, was an American essayist and diarist. Born to Cuban parents in France, Nin was the daughter of composer Joaquín Nin and Rosa Culmell, a classically-trained singer. Nin spent some time in Spain and Cuba, but lived most of her life in the United States, where she became an established author.

Beginning at age eleven, Nin prolifically wrote journals throughout her life, which spanned over sixty years up until her death. Her journals, many of which received publication during her life, detail her private thoughts and personal relationships, as well as detail surrounding the sexual abuse and incestuous relationship she had with her father. Also in her journals are details regarding her marriages to Hugh Parker Guiler and Rupert Pole, as well as her numerous affairs, including with psychoanalyst Otto Rank and writer Henry Miller, both of whom had a profound influence on her and her writing.

In addition to her journals, Nin wrote several novels, critical studies, essays, short stories, and several volumes of erotica. Much of her work, including the erotica collections Delta of Venus and Little Birds, was published posthumously amidst renewed critical interest in her and her work. Nin spent her later life in Los Angeles, California, where she died of cervical cancer in 1977.



✵ 21. February 1903 – 14. January 1977   •   Other names Anais Ninová
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Anaïs Nin Quotes

“The final lesson a writer learns is that everything can nourish the writer.”

As quoted in French Writers of the Past (2000) by Carol A. Dingle, p. 126
Context: The final lesson a writer learns is that everything can nourish the writer. The dictionary, a new word, a voyage, an encounter, a talk on the street, a book, a phrase learned.

“I know no joy as great as a moment of rushing into a new love, no ecstasy like that of a new love.”

May 30, 1934
Diary entries (1914 - 1974)
Context: Oh, God, I know no joy as great as a moment of rushing into a new love, no ecstasy like that of a new love. I swim in the sky; I float; my body is full of flowers, flowers with fingers giving me acute, acute caresses, sparks, jewels, quivers of joy, dizziness, such dizziness. Music inside of one, drunkenness. Only closing the eyes and remembering, and the hunger, the hunger for more, more, the great hunger, the voracious hunger, and thirst.

“You write while you are alive. You do not preserve them in alcohol until the moment you are ready to write about them.”

As quoted in Woman As Writer (1978) by Jeannette L. Webber and Joan Grumman, p. 42
Context: The preoccupation of the novelist: how to capture the living moments, was answered by the diary. You write while you are alive. You do not preserve them in alcohol until the moment you are ready to write about them.

“Human beings can reach such desperate solitude that they may cross a boundary beyond which words cannot serve”

Collages (1964), p. 116
Context: Human beings can reach such desperate solitude that they may cross a boundary beyond which words cannot serve, and at such moments there is nothing left for them but to bark.

“I am in accord with the surrealists, searching for the marvelous.”

Winter, 1931-1932
Diary entries (1914 - 1974)
Context: Ordinary life does not interest me. I seek only the high moments. I am in accord with the surrealists, searching for the marvelous.

“Life is so fluid that one can only hope to capture the living moment, to capture it alive and fresh … without destroying that moment.”

As quoted in D. H. Lawrence and Nine Women Writers (1996) by Leo Hamalian, p. 93

“I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.”

July 7, 1934
Diary entries (1914 - 1974)
Variant: Reality doesn't impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.
Source: Incest: From a Journal of Love
Context: I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically, musically, in whom feelings are much stronger than reason. I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn't impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.

“To think of him in the middle of the day lifts me out of ordinary living.”

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

“For you and for me the highest moment, the keenest joy, is not when our minds dominate but when we lose our minds…”

February, 1932
Diary entries (1914 - 1974)
Source: Fire: From A Journal of Love - The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin

“I want to make my own discoveries……. penetrate the evil which attracts me”

Source: Henry and June: From "A Journal of Love"--The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin

“Creation which cannot express itself becomes madness.”

October 18, 1936 Fire
Diary entries (1914 - 1974)

“When we blindly adopt a religion, a political system, a literary dogma, we become automatons.”

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

“I have no brakes on… analysis is for those who are paralyzed by life.”

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

“When one is pretending the entire body revolts.”

Winter of Artifice (1939)

“Passion gives me moments of wholeness.”

February, 1932
Diary entries (1914 - 1974)

“Shame is the lie someone told you about yourself.”

As quoted in Why Men Fall Out of Love : The Secrets They Don't Tell (2005) by Michael French, p. 142
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“The body is an instrument which only gives off music when it is used as a body.”

The Diary Of Anais Nin, Volume Two (1934-1939)
Diary entries (1914 - 1974)
Context: The body is an instrument which only gives off music when it is used as a body. Always an orchestra, and just as music traverses walls, so sensuality traverses the body and reaches up to ecstasy.

“I'm sick of my own romanticism!”

Source: Henry & June

“If I love you it means we share the same fantasies, the same madnesses”

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