May Sarton
May Sarton
May Sarton is the pen name of Eleanore Marie Sarton, an American poet, novelist and memoirist...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNon-Fiction Author
Date of Birth3 May 1912
CountryUnited States of America
May Sarton quotes about
writing written universal
I write poems, have always written them, to transcend the painfully personal and reach the universal.
compassion suffering world
The hardest thing we are asked to do in this world is to remain aware of suffering, suffering about which we can do nothing.
share nature-love bases
Am I too old, perhaps, ever to take in another's life to share with mine on a permanent basis? If so, I must make do with what I have... and what I have is a great richness of friends and a positively ardent love of nature. Not nothing!
feelings want strange
I want feelings to be expressed, to be open, to be natural, not to be looked on as strange. It's not weird if you feel deeply.
frustration age growing
Growing old is, of all things we experience, that which takes the most courage, and at a time when we have the least resources, especially with which to meet frustration.
self-confidence age weakness
For inside all the weakness of old age, the spirit, God knows, is as mercurial as it ever was.
honesty being-honest jellyfish
We are all jellyfish, too pitiful and too afraid of being disliked to be honest.
garden doors religion
In the garden the door is always open into the holy.
pain wings phoenix
The more our bodies fail us, the more naked and more demanding is the spirit, the more open and loving we can become if we are not afraid of what we are and of what we feel. I am not a phoenix yet, but here among the ashes, it may be that the pain is chiefly that of new wings trying to push through.
zero long way
It feels a long way up and down from zero.
laughter past doe
Does one come to enjoy even the hardships that help make one the person one is? Or is it that the past becomes a legend to be remembered with laughter?
people looks ruthlessness
The price of being oneself is so high and involves so much ruthlessness toward others (or what looks like ruthlessness in our duty-bound culture) that very few people can afford it.
winter solitude alive
There is a wilder solitude in winter When every sense is pricked alive and keen.
strength happiness people
Why is it that people who cannot show feeling presume that that is a strength and not a weakness?