Quotes by Nin, Anais

I stopped loving my father a long time ago. What remained was the slav >>

Electric flesh-arrows... traversing the body. A rainbow of color strik >>

Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to >>

Quotations about Orgasm

An orgasm joins you to the past. Its timelessness becomes the brotherh >>

The orgasm has replaced the Cross as the focus of longing and the imag >>

The pleasure of living and the pleasure of the orgasm are identical. E >>

Electric flesh-arrows... traversing the body. A rainbow of color strikes the eyelids. A foam of music falls over the ears. It is the gong of the orgasm.

Nin, Anais