May Sarton

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Help us to be ever faithful gardeners of the spirit, who know that without darkness nothing comes to birth, and without light nothing flowers.
- May Sarton
Collection: Gardening
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In the country of pain we are each alone.
- May Sarton
Collection: Alone
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Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature, is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace.
- May Sarton
Collection: Gardening
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No partner in a love relationship... should feel that he has to give up an essential part of himself to make it viable.
- May Sarton
Collection: Relationship
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There is only one real deprivation... and that is not to be able to give one's gifts to those one loves most.
- May Sarton
Collection: Love
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A house that does not have one warm, comfy chair in it is soulless.
- May Sarton
Collection: Home
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The more articulate one is, the more dangerous words become.
- May Sarton
Collection: Communication
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Most people have to talk so they won't hear.
- May Sarton
Collection: Communication
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Loneliness is the poverty of self; solitude is the richness of self.
- May Sarton
Collection: Alone
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The garden is growth and change and that means loss as well as constant new treasures to make up for a few disasters.
- May Sarton
Collection: Change
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We have to dare to be ourselves, however frightening or strange that self may prove to be.
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One must think like a hero to behave like a merely decent human being.
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True feeling justifies whatever it may cost.
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Self-respect is nothing to hide behind. When you need it most it isn't there.
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The minute one utters a certainty, the opposite comes to mind.
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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.
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May we agree that private life is irrelevant? Multiple, mixed, ambiguous at best - out of it we try to fashion the crystal clear, the singular, the absolute, and that is what is relevant; that is what matters.
- May Sarton
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Don't forget that compared to a grownup person every baby is a genius. Think of the capacity to learn! The freshness, the temperament, the will of a baby a few months old!
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Women are at last becoming persons first and wives second, and that is as it should be.
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In a total work, the failures have their not unimportant place.
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It is the privilege of those who fear love to murder those who do not fear it!
- May Sarton
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I think of the trees and how simply they let go, let fall the riches of a season, how without grief (it seems) they can let go and go deep into their roots for renewal and sleep.... Imitate the trees. Learn to lose in order to recover, and remember that nothing stays the same for long, not even pain, psychic pain. Sit it out. Let it all pass. Let it go.
- May Sarton
Collection: Letting Go
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I always forget how important the empty days are, how important it may be sometimes not to expect to produce anything, even a few lines in a journal. A day when one has not pushed oneself to the limit seems a damaged damaging day, a sinful day. Not so! The most valuable thing one can do for the psyche, occasionally, is to let it rest, wander, live in the changing light of a room.
- May Sarton
Collection: Light
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I would like to believe when I die that I have given myself away like a tree that sows seed every spring and never counts the loss, because it is not loss, it is adding to future life. It is the tree's way of being. Strongly rooted perhaps, but spilling out its treasure on the wind.
- May Sarton
Collection: Spring
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Do not deprive me of my age. I have earned it.
- May Sarton
Collection: Age
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Without darkness, nothing comes to birth, As without light, nothing flowers.
- May Sarton
Collection: Love
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One thing is certain, and I have always known it - the joys of my life have nothing to do with age. They do not change. Flowers, the morning and evening light, music, poetry, silence, the goldfinches darting about
- May Sarton
Collection: Morning
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It is only when we can believe that we are creating the soul that life has any meaning, but when we can believe it - and I do and always have - then there is nothing we do that is without meaning and nothing that we suffer that does not hold the seed of creation in it.
- May Sarton
Collection: Believe
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People who cannot feel punish those who do.
- May Sarton
Collection: People
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Read between the lines.Then meet me in the silence if you can.
- May Sarton
Collection: Silence
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There are some griefs so loud/They could bring down the sky/And there are griefs so still/None knows how deep they lie.
- May Sarton
Collection: Lying
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Love is our human miracle.
- May Sarton
Collection: Love Is
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The most valuable thing we can do for the psyche, occasionally, is to let it rest, wander, live in the changing light of room, not try to be or do anything whatever.
- May Sarton
Collection: Light
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Now I become myself. It’s taken time, many years and places.
- May Sarton
Collection: Taken
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One of the good elements of old age is that we no longer have to prove anything, to ourselves or to anyone else. We are what we are.
- May Sarton
Collection: Age
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Joy, happiness ... we do not question. They are beyond question, maybe. A matter of being. But pain forces us to think, and to make connections ... to discover what has been happening to cause it. And, curiously enough, pain draws us to other human beings in a significant way, whereas joy or happiness to some extent, isolates.
- May Sarton
Collection: Pain
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Keep busy with survival. Imitate the trees. Learn to lose in order to recover, and remember nothing stays the same for long, not even pain. Sit it out. Let it all pass. Let it go.
- May Sarton
Collection: Letting Go
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Revision is not going back and fussing around, but going forward into the process of creation
- May Sarton
Collection: Revision
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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.
- May Sarton
Collection: Safety
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It is dark now. The snow is deep blue and the ocean nearly black. It is time for some music.
- May Sarton
Collection: Ocean
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What is there to do when people die - people so dear and rare - but bring them back by remembering?
- May Sarton
Collection: Healing
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If art is not to be life-enhancing, what is it to be?
- May Sarton
Collection: Art
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Old age is not an illness, it is a timeless ascent. As power diminishes, we grow toward the light.
- May Sarton
Collection: Light
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I love giving flowers. It is so deliciously unlasting and romantic.
- May Sarton
Collection: Flower
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I sometimes imagine that as one grows older one comes to live a role which as a young person one merely 'played.
- May Sarton
Collection: Roles
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Anyone who is going to be a writer knows enough at fifteen to write several novels.
- May Sarton
Collection: Writing
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Here life goes on, even and monotonous on the surface, full of lightning, of summits and of despair, in its depths. We have now arrived at a stage in life so rich in new perceptions that cannot be transmitted to those at another stage - one feels at the same time full of so much gentleness and so much despair - the enigma of this life grows, grows, drowns one and crushes one, then all of a sudden in a supreme moment of light one becomes aware of the sacred.
- May Sarton
Collection: Crush
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Human relations just are not fixed in their orbits like the planets -- they're more like galaxies, changing all the time, exploding into light for years, then dying away.
- May Sarton
Collection: Years
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Miracles cannot be explained, that is their miraculous nature.
- May Sarton
Collection: Miracle
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For me the moral dilemma this past year has been how to make peace with the unacceptable.
- May Sarton
Collection: Moral