And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom. – Anais Nin
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we dont 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. – Anais Nin
The possession of knowledge does not kill the sense of wonder and mystery. There is always more mystery. – Anais Nin
Do not seek the because – in love there is no because, no reason, no explanation, no solutions. – Anais Nin
I never had any other desire so strong, and so like covetousness, as that…. I might be master at last of a small house and a large garden, with very moderate conveniences joined to them, and there dedicate the remainder of my life to the culture of them and the study of nature. – Abraham Cowley