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.
– Anaïs Nin, Incest: From a Journal of Love
Tag: Reality
Our love of each other was …
Our love of each other was like two long shadows kissing without hope of reality.
– 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
Reality doesn’t impress me.
Reality doesn’t impress me.
– Anaïs Nin
Reality …
Reality continues to ruin my life.
– Bill Watterson, The Complete Calvin and Hobbes