What is there to do when people die - people so dear and rare - but bring them back by remembering? — May Sarton Copy Share Image
I think that passion if really intense is always destructive if not to the two involved, always to other people. — 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
People who are always thinking of the feelings of others can be very destructive because they are hiding so much from themselves. — May Sarton Copy Share Image
all great people are humble because great people have great work and are humbled by the largeness of their dreams. — May Sarton Copy Share Image
The fact is that I have lived with the belief that power, any kind of power, was the one thing forbidden to… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
The poet must be free to love or hate as the spirit moves him, free to change, free to be a chameleon,… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
It's extraordinary how little two people can understand each other and how cruel two people who are fond of each other can… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
... the reason why there are so few first-class poets is that many people have intense feelings or first-class minds but to… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
Once more I realize that solitude is my element, and the reason is that extreme awareness of other people (all naturally solitary… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
Solitude is my element, and the reason is that extreme awareness of other people... precludes awareness of one's self so that after… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
It is a waste of time to see people who have only a social surface to show. I will make every effort… — 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… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
There is no doubt that solitude is a challenge and to maintain balance within it a precarious business. But I must not… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
How unnatural the imposed view, imposed by a puritanical ethos, that passionate love belongs only to the young, that people are dead… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
It is dangerous it seems to me for a civilization when there is a complete abyss betewen people in general and the… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
People are always talking about the joys of youth-but, oh, how youth can suffer! — May Sarton Copy Share Image
The price of being oneself is so high and involves so much ruthlessness toward others (or what looks like ruthlessness in our… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
The tragic thing about learning from experience is I fear that one can only learn from one's own experience. Other people's -… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
I can understand people simply fleeing the mountainous effort Christmas has become... but there are always a few saving graces and finally… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
When we speak of being vulnerable, it suggests being especially vulnerable to pain. People for whom personal dignity and self-sufficiency are everything,… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
I have sometimes wondered also whether in people like me who come to the boil fast (soupe au lait, the French call… — 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
