Anaïs Nin: Frases en inglés (página 2)

“I must be a mermaid, Rango. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.”

“Luxury is not a necessity to me, but beautiful and good things are.”

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

“Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.”

“The role of the writer is not to say what we can all say, but what we are unable to say.”

“If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then don't write, because our culture has no use for it.”

“Anxiety is love's greatest killer. It creates the failures. It makes others feel as you might when a drowning man holds on to you. You want to save him, but you know he will strangle you with his panic.”

“People living deeply have no fear of death.”

“We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.”

“Do not seek the because - in love there is no because, no reason, no explanation, no solutions.”

“The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery.”

“Music melts all the separate parts of our bodies together.”

“Sometimes we reveal ourselves when we are least like ourselves.”

“I will always be the virgin-prostitute, the perverse angel, the two-faced sinister and saintly woman.”

“We are like sculptors, constantly carving out of others the image we long for, need, love or desire, often against reality, against their benefit, and always, in the end, a disappointment, because it does not fit them.”

“What can I do with my happiness? How can I keep it, conceal it, bury it where I may never lose it? I want to kneel as it falls over me like rain, gather it up with lace and silk, and press it over myself again.”

“Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.”

“I write emotional algebra.”

“Our love of each other was like two long shadows kissing without hope of reality.”