The poet is one who is able to keep the fresh vision of the child alive.
Anais NinRead
You carry away with you a reflection of me, a part of me. I dreamed you; I wished for your existence. You will always be a part of my life. If I love you, it must be because we shared, at some moment, the same imaginings, the same madness, the same stage.
Interpretation
This quote expresses the deep connection and shared experiences between two people in love.
Anais Nin's quote highlights the profound bond that forms between individuals who truly love each other. She conveys that love is not just about physical presence, but about a shared emotional and imaginative journey. Each person carries a piece of the other within them, created through shared dreams, experiences, and madness. This sentiment underscores the importance of connection and mutual understanding in meaningful relationships.
In practice
This quote could be shared at a wedding to celebrate the shared journey of the couple.
The poet is one who is able to keep the fresh vision of the child alive.
Anxiety is love's greatest killer, because it is like the stranglehold of the drowning.
We celebrate peace. Yet we pay no attention to the ways of curing aggression in human beings. And when one sees in psychoanalysis hostility disappearing as people conquer their fears, one wonders if the cure is not there.
The impetus to grow and live intensely is so powerful in me I cannot resist it. I will work, I will love my husband, but I will fulfill myself.
We have been poisoned by fairy tales.
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.
The greatest distance in this World is not that between living and death, it is when I am just before you, and you don't know that I Love You.
For a week I did not take off my mechanic's coverall day or night I did not bathe or shave or brush my teeth because love taught me too late that you groom yourself for someone you dress and perfume yourself for someone and I'd never had anyone to do that for.
Praise is the mode of love which always has some element of joy in it.
Drifting off to sleep, I thought about her. How nobody is perfect. How you just have to close your eyes and breathe out and let the puzzle of the human heart be what it is.
We are so evil and sinful and flawed that Jesus had to die for us... But we are so lobed and valued that he was willing to due for us.
Our love has been the thread through the labyrinth, the net under the high-wire walker, the only real thing in this strange life of mine that I could ever trust.
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