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.
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 only way into truth is through one's own annihilation; through dwelling a long time in a state of extreme and total humiliation.
Do not fix hopes on your health, and do not laugh away life. Remember how they walked and now all their joints lie separately, and the tongue with which they talked lightly is eaten away by the worms
There is something in animals beside the power of motion. They are not machines; they feel.
Wars begin in the minds of men, and in those minds, love andcompassion would have built the defenses of peace.
It made me love talk that sought answers to questions that could help nobody, that could only keep alive in me that enthralling sense of wonder and awe in the face of the drama of human feeling which is hidden by the external drama of life.
The masses have no habit of self-reliance or original action.
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