May Sarton Quotes

in the very long run any success devours - and perhaps also corrupts.

It feels a long way up and down from zero.

There the door is always open into the “holy” — growth, birth, death.

For inside all the weakness of old age, the spirit, God knows, is as mercurial as it ever was.

Routine is not a prison, but the way into freedom from time.

Is it perhaps the one necessity of love, that it be needed? And the one great human tragedy that it so rarely is?

Miracles cannot be explained, that is their miraculous nature.

Do we always make our freedom out of someone else's bondage?

when I am working I immediately feel hopeful.

About loving, I have little to learn from the young.

I feel often very close to the ecstasy and anguish which lie at the very heart of poetry - I am writing a lot.

The Fur Person learned then and there that it is better to be a philosopher than to be a king and that, all things considered, wisdom was to be preferred to power.

I am not ready to die, But I am learning to trust deathAs I have trusted life.I am movingToward a new freedom

But tears are an indulgence. Memory sings.

What does myself now say to me?"Open the door of Mystery.

A bolt that raised her heart to blazing heightAnd made the vertical the very thrust of hope, And found its path at last(Slow work of Grace).

...when the petals fallSay it is beautiful and good, say it is well

It is time I came back to my real lifeAfter this voyage to an island with no name, Where I lay down at sunrise drunk with light.

I can tell you that solitudeIs not all exaltation, inner spaceWhere the soul breaths and work can be done.Solitude exposes the nerve, Raises up ghosts.The past, never at rest, flows through it.

Everything in us presses toward decision, even toward the wrong decision, just to be free of the anxiety that precedes any big step in life.

For after all we make our faces as we go along...

Life comes in clusters clusters of solitude then clusters when there is hardly time to breathe.

Each day and the living of it has to be a conscious creation in which discipline and order are relieved with some play and pure foolishness.

Help us to be the always hopeful gardeners of the spirit who know that without darkness nothing comes to birth as without light nothing flowers.

It was completely fruitless to quarrel with the world whereas the quarrel with oneself was occasionally fruitful and always she had to admit interesting.

What is destructive is impatience haste expecting too much too fast.

For inside all the weakness of old age the spirit God knows is as mercurial as it ever was.

Help us to be ever faithful gardeners of the spirit, who know that without darkness nothing comes to birth, and without light nothing flowers.

Loneliness is the poverty of self solitude is the richness of self.