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    A big enough artist, I say, can eat anything, must eat everything and then alchemize it. Only the feeble writer is afraid of expansion.

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    Acapulco in the sunset seems like a balm; it enters the blood like a drug after one inhalation of the scent of flowers, one glimpse of the bay iridescent like silk, the sunset like the inside of a shell, so much like the flesh of Venus.

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    Again I take a taxi to Clichy address, but feel that I do not want to go on loving Henry more actively than he loves me (having realized that nobody will ever love me in that overabundant, overexpressive, overthoughtful, overhuman way I love people), and so I will wait for him. So I ask taxi driver to drop me at the Galeries Lafayette, where I begin to look for a new hat and to shop for Christmas. Pride? I don't know. A kind of wise retreat. I need people too much. So I bury my gigantic defect, my overflow of love, under trivialities, like a child. I amuse myself with a new hat.

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    Age does not protect you from love. But love, to some extent, protects you from age.

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    A leaf fluttered in through the window this morning, as if supported by the rays of the sun, a bird settled on the fire escape, joy in the task of coffee, joy accompanied me as I walked.

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    All of my creation is an effort to weave a web of connection with the world: I am always weaving it because it was once broken.

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    All the art of analysis consists in saying a truth only when the other person is ready for it, has been prepared for it by an organic process of gradation and evolution.

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    All those who try to unveil the mysteries always have tragic lives. At the end they are always punished.

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    Also, I do not like the companionship of women. They are petty and personal. They hang on to their mysteries and secrets, they act and pretend. I like the character of men better.

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    although I love a rich life, I hate an overcrowded life. I believe in rumination and lose half the beauty of all things when I am deprived of the time to ruminate.

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    A man fell in love with Jeanne, and she tried to love him. But she complained that he uttered such ordinary words, that he could never say the magic phrase which would open her being.

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    ... America is the greatest humiliator in existence. It is always cultivating the power you get from humiliating others.

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    Analysis does not take into account the creative products of neurotic desires.

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    And silence. She liked the silence most of all. The silence in which the body, senses, the instincts, are more alert, more powerful, more sensitized, live a more richly perfumed and intoxication life, instead of transmuting into thoughts, words, into exquisite abstractions, mathematics of emotion in place of violent impact, the volcanic eruptions of fever, lust and delight.

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    ... and the very folds of the curtains contained secrets and sighs.

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    Anxiety is loves greatest killer.

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    Anxiety is love's greatest killer, because it is like the stranglehold of the drowning.

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    Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go.

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    Art is the method of levitation, in order to separate one's self from enslavement by the earth.

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    Asia discovered two remedies for the cruelty of man, art and religion. America discarded both and is drowning in hate and aggressivity.

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    At a lecture I am asked to pronounce my name three times. I try to be slow and emphatic, "Anaïs - Anaïs - Anaïs. You just say "Anna" and then add "ees," with the accent on the "ees.

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    At first I protested and rebelled against poetry. I was about to deny my poetic worlds. I was doing violence to my illusions with analysis, science, and learning Henry’s language, entering Henry’s world. I wanted to destroy by violence and animalism my tenuous fantasies and illusions and my hypersensitivity. A kind of suicide. The ignominy awakened me. Then June came and answered the cravings of my imagination and saved me. Or perhaps she killed me, for now I am started on a course of madness.

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    At first she beckoned and lured one into her world; then, she blurred the passageways, confused all the images, as if to elude detection.

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    A trite word is an overused word which has lost its identity like an old coat in a second-hand shop. The familiar grows dull and we no longer see, hear, or taste it.

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    atrophy of feeling creates criminals.

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    At sixteen, Sabina took moon baths, first of all, because everyone else took sun baths, and second, she admitted, because she had been told it was dangerous.

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    A war regarded as inevitable or even probable, and therefore much prepared for, has a very good chance of eventually being fought.

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    Balance is not to be sought by association with others; it must exist within one's self.

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    Because history is only an aggregate of personal hostilities, personal prejudices, personal blindness and irrationality, there are times when we have to live against it.

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    Beware of allowing a tactless word, a rebuttal, a rejection to obliterate the whole sky

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    Big Business and Politics are twins, they are the monsters who kill everything, corrupt everything.

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    But I lie. I embellish. My words are not deep enough. They disguise, they conceal. I will not rest until I have told of my descent into a sensuality which was as dark, as magnificent, as wild, as my moments of mystic creation have been dazzling, ecstatic, exalted.

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    But the artist persists because he has the will to create, and this is the magic power which can transform and transfigure and transpose and which will ultimately be transmitted to others.

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    Compassion for our parents is the true sign of maturity.

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    Convalescence. Such an utter weakness that you lie like an animal hibernating, playing possum. You float. You are adrift. Every current is stronger than you.

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    Create a world, your world. Alone. Stand alone. And then love will come to you, then it comes to you.

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    Creation which cannot express itself becomes madness.

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    Descendants of pigeons once fed by Keats, Byron, George Sand, Chopin and many other famous lovers are still being fed, and the sudden sound when they all rise together, frightened away, is like the sound of giant sails flapping.

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    destruction is ultimately self-destruction.

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    Don't let one cloud obliterate the whole sky.

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    Don't say anything, because I see that you understand me, and I am afraid of your understanding. I have such a fear of finding another like myself, and such a desire to find one! I am so utterly lonely, but I also have such a fear that my isolation be broken through, and I no longer be the head and ruler of my universe. I am in great terror of your understanding by which you penetrate into my world; and then I stand revealed and I have to share my kingdom with you.

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    Dreams are essential to life.

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    Dreams are necessary to life.

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    Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living.

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    Each contact with a human being is so rare, so precious, one should preserve it.

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    Each friend represents a world in us, a world not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.

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    Eroticism is one of the basic means of self-knowledge, as indispensable as poetry.

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    Every individual is representative of the whole . . . and should be intimately understood, and this would give a far greater understanding of mass movements and sociology.

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    Experience teaches acceptance of the imperfect as life.

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    Expressing feelings is linked directly with creation... In this ability to tap the sources of feeling and imagination lies the secret of abundance.