Quotes and Anais Nin Part 5
So far I have written a Part 1, 2 & 3 on Anais Nin, both of which you can find here:
In Part 1 I wrote a little about Anais Nin’s start in life, Part 2 we got to the part where she left Paris in 1939 and Guiler her husband seems to disappear from her diaries, part 3 seemed to peruse through her love life and marriages as did part 4 now we move on to her journals.
According to Nin’s own self judgement and that of scholars her most important works are her diaries or journals as you might call them.
These span over several decades and give a very indepth insight in to her relationships and personal life.
It appears that Nin was acquainted often intimately with a number of prominent authors, artists, psychoanalysts and so forth of which she often wrote especially Otto Rank.
Because of Nin’s life it has occurred that she has ended up writing predominantly about the masculine constellation of celebrities and as such her journals are seen as having a counterbalancing perspective.
There are some previously unpublished works coming to light such as A Café in Space, the Anaïs Nin Literary Journal
Previously unpublished works are coming to light in A Café in Space, the Anaïs Nin Literary Journal, which includes “Anaïs Nin and Joaquín Nin y Castellanos: Prelude to a Symphony—Letters between a father and daughter.”
Fifteen volumes of her journals have been published so far and all but the last four are in expurgated form.
I can’t wait to share with you next week information about her erotic writings.
Here I share another quote belonging to Anais which to me depicts our own expectations of others, how we want them to be or desire them to and can actually fool ourselves or carve in to our minds that they are actually like this when in fact they are not. What do you think?
We are like sculptors, constantly carving out of others the image we long for, need, love or desire, often against reality, against their benefit, and always, in the end, a disappointment, because it does not fit them.
This photograph was provided by a dear friend, taken from outside Norwich Hospital where there is a collection of Henry Moore’s statues, this seemed very fitting to the quote. Don’t you think?
How do you interpret this quote for yourself?
I look forward to reading your comments, Part 6 will be next week…
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