“Ordinary life does not interest me.
I seek only the high
moments.
I am in accord with the surrealists, searching for the marvelous.
I
want to be a writer who reminds others that these moments exist; I want to
prove that there is infinite space, infinite meaning, infinite dimension.
But I
am not always in what I call a state of grace.
I have days of illuminations and
fevers.
I have days when the music in my head stops.
Then I mend socks, prune
trees, can fruits, polish furniture.
But while I am doing this I feel I am not
living.”
― Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934
