Anais Nin shows an occasional grace in writing, but her work is quite foreign to me, precisely because she wants so much to be feminine and not feminist. And then she is so gaga before so many men. She talks about men I know in France, men who were less than nothing, and she considers them kings, extraordinary people.

When we abolish the slavery of half of humanity, together with the whole system of hypocrisy it implies, then the "division" of humanity will reveal its genuine significance and the human couple will find its true form.

I could see no reason for being sad. It´s just that it makes me unhappy not to feel happy.

Anyway I know only too well that all life is nothing but a brief reprieve from death.

The individuals who seem to us most outstanding, who are honored with the name of genius, are those who have proposed to enact the fate of all humanity in their personal existences.

Oppression tries to defend itself by its utility.

Jealousy is not contemptible, real love has a beak and claws.