[On Paris:] A city never entirely known, yet which gives you the feeling of intimacy, of possessing it intimately.
Anais NinWriters do not live one life, they live two. There is the living and then there is the writing. There is the second tasting, the delayed reaction.
Anais NinThere are very few human beings who receive the truth, complete and staggering, by instant illumination. Most of them acquire it fragment by fragment, on a small scale, by successive developments, cellularly, like a laborious mosaic.
Anais Nin