Is it perhaps the one necessity of love, that it be needed? And the one great human tragedy that it so rarely… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
Joy, happiness ... we do not question. They are beyond question, maybe. A matter of being. But pain forces us to think,… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
If we are to understand the human condition, and if we are to accept ourselves in all the complexity, self-doubt, extravagance of… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
Human relations just are not fixed in their orbits like the planets -- they're more like galaxies, changing all the time, exploding… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
One must believe that private dilemmas are, if deeply examined, universal, and so, if expressed, have a human value beyond the private,… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
We have to make myths of our lives, the point being that if we do, then every grief or inexplicable seizure by… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
One has only to set a loved human being against the fact that we are all in peril all the time to… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
I suppose I envy painters because they can meditate on form and structure, on color and light, and not concern themselves with… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
For a long time now, every meeting with another human being has been the reverberations after even the simplest conversation. But the… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
... if one does not have wild dreams of achievement, there is no spur even to get the dishes washed. One must… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
The woman who needs to create works of art is born with a kind of psychic tension in her which drives her… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
“I felt pain like an assault, The old pain again When the world thrusts itself inside, When we have to take in the outside,… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
This suspension of one's own reality, this being entirely alone in a strange city (at times I wondered if I had lost the power… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
Real joy is becoming exceedingly rare among artists of any kind. And I have an idea that those who can and do communicate it… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
For to be desperate is to discover strength. / We die of comfort and by conflict live. — May Sarton Copy Share Image
“I see you with that shell Held to your sensitive abstracted ear, Hunting the ocean’s rumor till you hear it well, Until you can… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
There is a wilder solitude in winter When every sense is pricked alive and keen. — May Sarton Copy Share Image
I long for the bulbs to arrive, for the early autumn chores are melancholy, but the planting of bulbs is the work of hope… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
Why is it that people who cannot show feeling presume that that is a strength and not a weakness? — May Sarton Copy Share Image
Innocence is not pure so much as pleased, Always expectant, bright-eyed, self-enclosed — May Sarton Copy Share Image
