The poet is one who is able to keep the fresh vision of the child alive.
Anais NinRead
Then at certain moments I remember one of his words and I suddenly feel the sensual woman flaring up, as if violently caressed. I say the word to myself, with joy. It is at such a moment that my true body lives.
Interpretation
This quote expresses the profound emotional connection and awakening of passion through a significant word or memory.
Anais Nin captures the essence of love and desire, illustrating how a single word, laden with meaning, can evoke deep feelings and awaken the sensual self. It suggests that memories and associations with a loved one can bring forth a powerful, visceral experience that connects us to our true selves and our physical bodies.
In practice
This quote could be shared in a romantic context to signify the power of love and memory during a wedding speech.
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.
When we went into the ocean, I watched his body as he dove into the waves, and it gave me a feeling in my stomach that wasn't an ache but something different.
I thought I knew what love was before giving birth to my baby, but whatever I had experienced in the past paled in comparison to the utterly unconditional love I immediately felt for the little bundle I now held in my arms.
He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without looking.
We do what only lovers can: make a gift out of necessity.
Out of sorrow entire worlds have been built out of longing great wonders have been willed they're only little tears darling let them spill and lay your head upon my shoulder.
By innocence I swear, and by my youth, I have one heart, one bosom, and one truth, And that no woman has, nor never none Shall mistress be of it save I alone.
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