Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
--Anais Nin
I postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing.
--Anais Nin
There 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
Life is truly known only to those who suffer, lose, endure adv