The poet is one who is able to keep the fresh vision of the child alive.
Anais NinRead
I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.
Interpretation
The speaker expresses a desire for a partner who recognizes and challenges their strength and bravery.
In this quote, Anais Nin emphasizes the importance of being with a partner who acknowledges one's inner strength and potential. She advocates for a relationship where both partners inspire and support each other's growth, challenging each other while respecting their identities and capabilities, particularly in the context of gender roles and expectations.
In practice
This quote can inspire discussions about the qualities we seek in a partner during a relationship workshop.
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.
Do you love me because I'm beautiful, or am I beautiful because you love me?
I miss you more than the sun misses the sky at night.
God mark thee to His grace! Thou was the prettiest babe that e'er I nursed. And might I live to see thee married once, I have my wish.
You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.
We all been playing those mind games forever, Some kinda druid dudes lifting the veil, Doing the mind guerrilla, Some call it magic the search for the grail. Love is the answer and you know that for sure, Love is a flower you got to let it grow...
May I ask your name, my lady? Or perhaps angels have no names, only beautiful faces.
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