True. There is a beautiful Jesus. He is frozen to his bones like a chunk of beef. How desperately he wanted to… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
After a disaster strikes, it can be very devastating and very challenging. You're going to need a lot of strength and energy,… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
What's the point of fighting the dollars when all you need is a warm bed? When the dog barks you let him… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
... and my love stays bitterly glowing, spasms of it will not sleep, and I am helpless and thirsty and need shade… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
Talk to me about sadness. I talk about it too much in my own head but I never mind others talking about… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
And within the house ashes are being stuffed into my marriage, fury is lapping the walls, dishes crack on the shelves, a… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
Death, I need my little addiction to you. I need that tiny voice who, even as I rise from the sea, all… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
Look to your heart that flutters in and out like a moth. God is not indifferent to your need. You have a… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
And tonight our skin, our bones, that have survived our fathers, will meet, delicate in the hold, fastened together in an intricate… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
I will be steel! I will build a steel bridge over my need! I will build a bomb shelter over my heart!… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
Blind with love, my daughter has cried nightly for horses, those long-necked marchers and churners that she has mastered, any and all, reigning them… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
I am crazy as hell, but I know it. And knowing it is a kind of sanity that makes the sickness worse. — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
And what of the dead? They lie without shoes in the stone boats. They are more like stone than the sea would be if… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
The Witch's Life" When I was a child there was an old woman in our neighborhood whom we called The Witch. All day she… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
I have forgiven all the old actors for dying. A new one comes on with the same lines, like large white growths, in his… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
“From the Garden” Come, my beloved, consider the lilies. We are of little faith. We talk too much. Put your mouthful of words away… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
Oh thumb, I want a drink it is dark, where are the big people, when will I get there...? — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
I want to kiss God on His nose and watch Him sneeze and so do you. Not out of disrespect. Out of pique. Out… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
I, in my brand new body, which was not a woman's yet, told the stars my questions and thought God could really see the… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
Father, you died once, salted down at fifty-nine, packed down like a big snow angel, wasn't that enough? — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
Cinderella and the prince lived, they say, happily ever after, like two dolls in a museum case never bothered by diapers or dust, never… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
