Help us to be ever faithful gardeners of the spirit, who know that without darkness nothing comes to birth, and without light… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I imagine life itself as merely a long preparation and waiting, a long darkness of growth toward these adventures of the… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
“Alone one is never lonely: the spirit adventures, waking In a quiet garden, in a cool house, abiding single there; The spirit… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
For inside all the weakness of old age, the spirit, God knows, is as mercurial as it ever was. — 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
For poetry is, I believe, always an act of the spirit. The poem teaches us something while we make it. The poem… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
The more our bodies fail us, the more naked and more demanding is the spirit, the more open and loving we can… — 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
