When I don't write, I feel my world shrinking, I feel I am in a prison. I feel I lose my fire, my color.


The Diary of Anaïs Nin (1974)


When I don't write, I feel my world shrinking, I feel I am in a prison. I feel I lose my fire, my color.

When I don't write, I feel my world shrinking, I feel I am in a prison. I feel I lose my fire, my color.

When I don't write, I feel my world shrinking, I feel I am in a prison. I feel I lose my fire, my color.

When I don't write, I feel my world shrinking, I feel I am in a prison. I feel I lose my fire, my color.