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We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made of layers, cells, constellations.

— Anaïs Nin Diary entries (1914)

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We don't have a language for the senses. Feelings are images, sensations are like musical sounds.

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Art is the method of levitation, in order to separate one's self from enslavement by the earth.

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When you make a world tolerable for yourself, you make a world tolerable for others.

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The poet is one who is able to keep the fresh vision of the child alive.

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Ordinary life does not interest me. I seek only the high moments. I am in accord with the surrealists, searching for the marvelous.

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