When I go to war I always bring a photo of you.
Even though, it is you who I am fighting.
– sanados
Category: Quotes
A deserted library in the morning …
A deserted library in the morning – there’s something about it that really gets to me.
All possible words and ideas are there, resting peacefully.
– Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
As long as I was alive …
As long as I was alive, I was something.
That was just how it was.
But somewhere along the way it all changed.
Living turned me into nothing.
– Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
People with dark souls …
“People with dark souls have nothing but dark dreams.
People with really dark souls do nothing but dream.”
– Haruki Murakami, Hear the Wind Sing
Each person feels pain in his own way.
Each person feels pain in his own way, each has his own scars.”
― Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
When others asked the truth of me …
When others asked the truth of me,
I was convinced it was not the truth they wanted,
but an illusion they could bear to live with.
– Anaïs Nin
Our love of each other was …
Our love of each other was like two long shadows kissing without hope of reality.
– Anaïs Nin
I believe one writes because …
I believe one writes because one has to create a world in which one can live.”
– Anaïs Nin
We are like sculptors …
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.
– Anaïs Nin
Man can never know the loneliness a woman knows …
“Man can never know the loneliness a woman knows. Man lies in the woman’s womb only to gather strength, he nourishes himself from this fusion, and then he rises and goes into the world, into his work, into battle, into art. He is not lonely. He is busy. The memory of the swim in amniotic fluid gives him energy, completion. Woman may be busy too, but she feels empty. Sensuality for her is not only a wave of pleasure in which she is bathed, and a charge of electric joy at contact with another. When man lies in her womb, she is fulfilled, each act of love a taking of man within her, an act of birth and rebirth, of child rearing and man bearing. Man lies in her womb and is reborn each time anew with a desire to act, to be. But for woman, the climax is not in the birth, but in the moment man rests inside of her.”
― Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934
People living deeply have no fear of death.
People living deeply have no fear of death.
– Anaïs Nin
The role of a writer …
The role of a writer is not to say what we can all say, but what we are unable to say.
– Anaïs Nin