I stopped loving my father a long time ago. What remained was the slavery to a pattern. – Anais Nin
I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing. – Anais Nin
I stopped loving my father a long time ago. What remained was the slavery to a pattern. – Anais Nin
I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing. – Anais Nin
Our life is composed greatly from dreams, from the unconscious, and they must be brought into connection with action. They must be woven together. – Anais Nin
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
The press and politicians. A delicate relationship. Too close, and danger ensues. Too far apart and democracy itself cannot function without the essential exchange of information. Creative leaks, a discreet lunch, interchange in the Lobby, the art of the unattributable telephone call, late at night. – Howard Brenton