Anaïs Nin; born Angela Anaïs Juana Antolina Rosa Edelmira Nin y Culmell; February 21, 1903 – January 14, 1977) was an essayist and memoirist born to Cuban parents in France, where she was also raised. She spent some time in Spain and Cuba, but lived most of her life in the United States, where she became an established author. She wrote journals (which span more than 60 years, beginning when she was 11 years old and ending shortly before her death), novels, critical studies, essays, short stories, and erotica. A great deal of her work, including Delta of Venus and Little Birds, was published posthumously. Wikipedia
This celebrated volume begins when Nin is about to publish her first book and ends when she leaves Paris for New York. Edited and with a Preface by Gunther tuhlmann; Index....
An extraordinarily rich and exotic collection from the mistress of erotic writing In Delta of Venus, Anais Nin pens a lush, magical world where the characters of her imagination possess the most universal of desires and exceptional of talents. Among these provocati...
Evocative and superbly erotic, Little Birds is a powerful journey into the mysterious world of sex and sensuality. From the beach towns of Normandy to the streets of New Orleans, these thirteen vignettes introduce us to a covetous French painter, a sleepless wanderer of...
This bestseller covers a single momentous year during Nin’s life in Paris, when she met Henry Miller and his wife, June. “Closer to what many sexually adventuresome women experience than almost anything I’ve ever read....I found it a very erotic book and profoundl...
Age does not protect you from love. But love, to some extent, protects you from age.
Each contact with a human being is so rare, so precious, one should preserve it.
Each friend represents a World in us, a World possibly not born until they arrive.
I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing.
Life is a process of becoming. A combination of states we have to go through.
Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage.
There came a time when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.
There is not one big cosmic meaning for all, there is only the meaning we each give to our life.
We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.
When you make a world tolerable for yourself, you make a world tolerable for others.