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
sex despair treasure
An old body when it is loved becomes a sacred treasure; and sex itself must always, it seems to me, come to us as a sacrament and be so used or it is meaningless. The flesh is suffused by the spirit, and it is forgetting this in the act of love-making that creates cynicism and despair.
dream writing your-dreams
have the courage to write whatever your dream is for yourself.
bondage
Do we always make our freedom out of someone else's bondage?
self long machines
For a long time now, every meeting with another human being has been the reverberations after even the simplest conversation. But the deep collision is and has been with my unregenerate, tormenting and tormented self...I am unable to become what I see. I feel like an inadequate machine, a machine that breaks down at crucial moments, grinds to a dreadful halt, "won't go"...
loss self secret
For of course one is never safe when in love. Growth is demanding and may seem dangerous, for there is loss as well as gain in growth. But why go on living if one has ceased to grow? And what more demanding atmosphere for growth than love in any form, than any relationship which can call out and requires of us our most secret and deepest selves?
sex writing two
...I feel more alive when I'm writing than I do at any other time--except when I'm making love. Two things when you forget time, when nothing exists except the moment--the moment of writing, the moment of love. That perfect concentration is bliss.
self class two
... the reason why there are so few first-class poets is that many people have intense feelings or first-class minds but to get the two together so that you will be willing to put a poem through sixty drafts, to be that self-critical, to keep breaking it down, that is what is rare. Right now most poetry is just self-indulgence.
love-is miracle humans
Love is our human miracle.
tragedy needed humans
Is it perhaps the one necessity of love, that it be needed? And the one great human tragedy that it so rarely is?
forever done goes-on
One could go on revising a prose page forever whereas there is a point in a poem when one knows it is done forever.
balance action compromise
In poetry compromise is fatal. In action of any cooperative sort it is inevitable. The thing is to find the balance.
pigeons flight destination
Poems like to have a destination for their flight. They are homing pigeons.
teaching way needs
Poetry has a way of teaching one what one needs to know ... if one is honest.
trying tables clear
Try making a poem as if it were a table, clear and solid, standing there outside you.