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I take pleasure in my transformations. I look quiet and consistent, but few know how many women there are in me.

Anais Nin

We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.
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Life Moments Taste Writing
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.
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Ecstasy Escape Freedom Impress Intoxication Reality Wall
Violence is a symptom of impotence.
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One Liner Sympton Violence
Love men and women not for their strength but their softness, not for their fullness but their hunger, not for their plenty but their need.
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Hunger Love Marriage Men Need Strength Women
You live out the confusions until they become clear.
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Clear Confusion Deep Life One Liner Reality
When we blindly adopt a religion, a political system, a literary dogma, we become automatons. We cease to grow.
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Adopt Blind Cease Growth Politics Religion
Create a world, your world. Alone. Stand alone. And then love will come to you, then it comes to you.
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Alone Come Creation Inspirational Love Stand World
We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.
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Forever Live Seek Soul Travel
You fall in love with people’s minds.
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Fall In Love Mind One Liner People
What is love but acceptance of the other, whatever he is.
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Acceptance Love
She lacks confidence, she craves admiration insatiably. She lives on the reflections of herself in the eyes of others. She does not dare to be herself.
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Admire Confidence Dare Herself Lack Reflection She Woman
And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.
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Blossom Morning Pain Risk
We are cruel when someone refuses to play the role in which we have cast him. We judge a person only according to his relationship towards us.
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Cruel Judgement Play Refuse Relationship Role
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
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Betrayal Blind Death Error Ill Love Natural Wound
If I love you it means we share the same fantasies, the same madnesses.
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Couple Fantasy I Love You Madness Share
Had I not created my whole world, I would certainly have died in other people’s.
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Break Up Broken Heart Creation Die Pain People World

I take pleasure in my transformations. I look quiet and consistent, but few know how many women there are in me.

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