Anais Nin

Creation which cannot express itself becomes madness.

It is not madness. It is an effort to transcend the rigidities and the patterns made by the rational mind.

i go in to come out.

Love is the axis and breath of my life.

The secret of joy is the mastery of pain.

In chaos, there is fertility.

The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery.

Before, I almost used to think there was something wrong. Everybody else seemed to have the brakes on. [...] I never feel the brakes. I overflow. And when I feel your excitement about life flaring, next to mine, then it makes me dizzy.

I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by...