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
want stills
What can I have that I still want?
poet time-spent
Time spent with poets is never wasted.
god alive consoling
I tell the gods are still alive / And they are not consoling.
way routine prison
Routine is not a prison, but the way to freedom from time.
flower eye growth
When I am alone the flowers are really seen; I can pay attention to them. They are felt as presences. Without them I would die...they change before my eyes. They live and die in a few days; they keep me closely in touch with the process, with growth, and also with dying. I am floated on their moments.
writing rainy-day support
I live alone, perhaps for no good reason, for the reason that I am an impossible creature, set apart by a temperament I have never learned to use as it could be used, thrown off by a word, a glance, a rainy day, or one drink too many. My need to be alone is balanced against my fear of what will happen when suddenly I enter the huge empty silence if I cannot find support there. I go up to Heaven and down to Hell in an hour, and keep alive only by imposing upon myself inexorable routines. I write too many letters and too few poems.
passion thinking two
I think that passion if really intense is always destructive if not to the two involved, always to other people ...
discipline feelings rewards
When you change the way you look at a thing, the thing itself changes...By mastering feelings, she had come to understand the meaning of discipline and its reward: freedom and power.
safety soul littles
It is the place of renewal and of safety, where for a little while there will be no harm or attack and, while every sense is nourished, the soul rests.
dream hero thinking
... if one does not have wild dreams of achievement, there is no spur even to get the dishes washed. One must think like a hero to behave like a merely decent human being.
country interesting age
The trouble is, old age is not interesting until one gets there. It's a foreign country with an unknown language to the young and even to the middle-aged.
nature mean loss
The garden is growth and change and that means loss as well as constant new treasures to make up for a few disasters.
friendship losing-friends stuff
Though friendship is not quick to burn it is explosive stuff.
holiday giving looks
A holiday gives one a chance to look backward and forward; to reset oneself by an inner compass.