The poet is one who is able to keep the fresh vision of the child alive.
Anais NinRead
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.
Interpretation
The quote expresses a desire to transcend mundane reality through heightened states of ecstasy and escape.
Anais Nin reflects on her disdain for ordinary reality, suggesting that she finds more value in intense feelings and experiences, such as intoxication and ecstasy. She views these heightened states as essential for her freedom, implying that the constraints of everyday life can be stifling, and she seeks liberation from these 'walls' through various forms of escapism.
In practice
In a motivational speech about breaking free from societal constraints.
The poet is one who is able to keep the fresh vision of the child alive.
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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.
History is at once freedom and necessity.
It's not the one thing nor the other that leads to madness, but the space in between.
I believe in a relatively equal society, supported by institutions that limit extremes of wealth and poverty. I believe in democracy, civil liberties, and the rule of law. That makes me a liberal, and I’m proud of it.
You see, it's actually very good that a human activity is performed very close to death, because that's where life is. Life is, at its most valuable and most full, very close to the boundary of life.
Who knows their own story? It certainly makes no sense when you’re in the middle of it
Is there not some chosen curse, some hidden thunder in the stores of heaven, red with uncommon wrath, to blast the man who owes his greatness to his country's ruin!
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