Quote by Anne Sexton Download Open image ““Our bodies were trash. We leave them on the shore.”” — Anne Sexton ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.2 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“I was left on the shore with the waves washing over me, unable to drown.” — John Green Copy Share Image
“Let our bodies try To ford a wider time, Our hands not know The other shore.” — Yves Bonnefoy Copy Share Image
“Long after you go down and the vessel rusts apart your bones sunken buried in the ocean floor I wonder if you miss people?” — Kristin Elizabeth Clark Copy Share Image
“None of us is immune to shipwreck. Come, beckons the fatal shore: come and die on my white sands, it said. And we do.” — Alexander McCall Smith Copy Share Image
“The shore is of pebbles, and huge tangles of seaweed float in the bay and look like the hair of the drowned.” — Hannah Kent Copy Share Image
“And the tide shrinks back into its womb And I hope the empty shells and bones of your stories Will litter and clutter the… — King Creosote Copy Share Image
“They sat side by side, sad and weary, like shipwrecked sailors on a deserted shore.” — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
“Waves tossed themselves against the shore, dragging grit and sand between their nails as they were slowly pulled back out to sea.” — Holly Black Copy Share Image
“Do your own bit of saving, and if you drown, at least die knowing you were heading for shore.” — Ray Bradbury Fahrenheit 451 Copy Share Image
“There’s something about being by the ocean that is so liberating. It cleanses your mind and breathes life back into parts of you that… — Lacey London Copy Share Image
“They were a sorry-looking bunch. Their clothes were in tatters. Their flesh was ripped. They were filthy beyond filth. For once, they looked like… — Maggie LaCroix 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
