Anais Nin Quotes

I'm actually quite self-sufficient, so it might look as if there isn't room for anyone in my life. That isn't entirely the case.

You aren't going to leave me alone are you?

I was very independent growing up, but there were things that were bothering me that I never told anybody. I would talk to our animals at home.

If you are afraid of loneliness, do not marry.

Nothing makes us so lonely as our secrets.

Hemingway has expressed with genius the terrors of the modern man at the danger of losing control of his world

Because I am basically so insecure and anxious and afraid, I never, ever in my life learned to reach out for help, ever.

I can't be alone.

The more specific you are about a very general feeling of loneliness is actually how you connect with people.

Sometimes, in my adult life, I have memories of when I was young and really scared of being too close to people.

One of the reasons we stay so alone in our lives is because we're ashamed to talk about the hard stuff. It's as simple as that. We're all in pain in different ways, and we don't get the help we need because we're too ashamed to talk about the pain.

In this horror of solitude, this need to lose his ego in exterior flesh, which man calls grandly the need for love.

I'd been running for years: there was nothing scarier, to me, than to just be still with someone. And yet, there on that dark road, going home, I was.

I lie on the floor, washed by nothing and hanging on. I cry at night. I am afraid of hearing voices, or a voice. I have come to the edge, of the land. I could get pushed over.

Even in the depths of sleep, in which he had to satisfy his need for protection and love by curling himself up into a trembling ball, he could not rid himself of the feeling of loneliness and homelessness.

It's an industry of lonely people in a crowd, Bill Margold was saying. 'They're scared to get close to each other. You're far better off having someone to sleep next to then having someone to sleep with because you have to trust someone you sleep next to.

I wanted to tell you everything. And that hurt because some things were too scary. Some things even I didn’t understand. How could I tell someone—someone I was really talking to for the first time—everything I was thinking? I couldn’t. It was too soon.

I'm a total wreck. Afraid to let anyone near. Afraid they'll see the real me.

Alone. It's one of those small words that means entirely too much. Like fear. Or trust.

You've gotten so caught up in being alone that you're afraid of what might happen if you actually find someone else that can take you away from it.

There was no doubt now in Ender's mind. There was no help for him. Whatever he faced, now and forever, no one would save him from it. Peter might be scum, but Peter had been right, always right; the power to cause pain is the only power that matters, the power to kill and destroy, because if you can't kill then you are always subject to those who can, and nothing and no one will ever save you.

It's the worst feeling when you come home alone late at night and think the stranger sitting on your couch is a pile of clothes.

Very suddenly. Yes, quite suddenly, I didn't feel like I could handle my feeling of aloneness.

All my life I had feared imprisonment, the nun's cell, the hospital bed, the places where one faced the self without distraction, without the crutches of other people.

I knew how good love could be -- I knew it was the best thing I'd ever done in my life -- and yet here I was alone. I was taking chances with my life. I kept telling everybody that I was all right, but I wasn't.