Do I think there's life after death? No, I think my books are my life after death. — May Sarton After death Copy Share Image
I am not ready to die, / But I am learning to trust death / As I have trusted life. — May Sarton Death Copy Share Image
In a total work, the failures have their not unimportant place. — May Sarton Failure Copy Share Image
Without darkness, nothing comes to birth, As without light, nothing flowers. — May Sarton Birth Copy Share Image
poetry is first of all a way of life and only secondarily a way of writing. — May Sarton Copy Share Image
Poetry finds its perilous equilibrium somewhere between music and speech. — May Sarton Communication Copy Share Image
“unless we recognize the radical nature of Christianity, which means shedding the imperatives of the secular world and taking with extreme seriousness… — May Sarton Christianity Copy Share Image
No partner in a love relationship... should feel that he has to give up an essential part of himself to make it… — May Sarton Love Copy Share Image
The trouble is, old age is not interesting until one gets there. It's a foreign country with an unknown language to the… — May Sarton Age Copy Share Image
When you change the way you look at a thing, the thing itself changes...By mastering feelings, she had come to understand the… — May Sarton Discipline Copy Share Image
Growing old is, of all things we experience, that which takes the most courage, and at a time when we have the… — May Sarton Age Copy Share Image
In poetry compromise is fatal. In action of any cooperative sort it is inevitable. The thing is to find the balance. — May Sarton Action Copy Share Image
There was such a thing as women's work and it consisted chiefly, Hilary sometimes thought, in being able to stand constant interruption… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
He [the cat] wound himself around her legs, purring the purr of ardent desire like a kettle coming to a boil and… — May Sarton Ardent 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
“Laura felt now completely detached from her body. It was, she considered, simply a piece of machinery that was running down. But… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
I am realizing once and for all the difference as far as I am concerned of women and men and the necessity… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
In the garden the door is always open into the "holy" - growth, birth, death. Every flower holds the whole mystery in… — May Sarton Birth Copy Share Image
Am I too old, perhaps, ever to take in another's life to share with mine on a permanent basis? If so, I… — May Sarton Ardent Copy Share Image
“The hardest thing we are asked to do in this world is to remain aware of suffering, suffering about which we can… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
I sometimes think men don't 'hear' very well, if I take your meaning to be 'understand what is going on in a… — May Sarton Copy Share Image
“In Texas there’s so much space words have a way Of getting lost in the silence before they’re spoken So people hang… — May Sarton Getting lost Copy Share Image
Flowers and plants are silent presences. They nourish every sense except the ear. — May Sarton Copy Share Image
There the door is always open into the “holy” — growth, birth, death. — May Sarton Birth Copy Share Image
It is the privilege of those who fear love to murder those who do not fear it! — May Sarton Fear Copy Share Image
What we have not has made us what we are. / ... / What we are not drives us to consummation. — May Sarton Ambition Copy Share Image
For inside all the weakness of old age, the spirit, God knows, is as mercurial as it ever was. — May Sarton Age Copy Share Image
What is there to do when people die - people so dear and rare - but bring them back by remembering? — May Sarton Copy Share Image
Loneliness is the poverty of self; solitude is the richness of self. — May Sarton Identity Copy Share Image
“It is alarming to feel the soul Leap to the surface and find no sheltering wall.” — May Sarton Copy Share Image
Pain can make a whole winter bright, like fever, force us to live deep and hard. — May Sarton Copy Share Image
I have never written a book that was not born out of a question I needed to answer for myself. — May Sarton Copy Share Image
Self-respect is nothing to hide behind. When you need it most it isn't there. — May Sarton Copy Share Image
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