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Anne Sexton Quotes

Anne Sexton quotes

American Poet November 9, 1928 – October 4, 1974

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Not that it was beautiful, but that, in the end, there was a certain sense of order there; something worth learning in that narrow diary of my mind Anne Sexton
Anne Sexton quote: "Once I was beautiful. Now I am myself, Counting this row and..."
Once I was beautiful. Now I am myself, Counting this row and that row of moccasins. Waiting on the silent shelf. Anne Sexton
Anne Sexton quote: "Depression is boring, I thinkand I would do better to makesome..."
Depression is boring, I thinkand I would do better to makesome soup and light up the cave. Anne Sexton
Anne Sexton quote: "Not that it was beautiful, but that I found some order there."
Not that it was beautiful, but that I found some order there. Anne Sexton
Anne Sexton quote: "The little girl skipped by under the wrinkled oak leaves and..."
The little girl skipped by under the wrinkled oak leaves and held fast to a replica of herself. Anne Sexton
Anne Sexton quote: "I am alone here in my own mind. There is no map and there is..."
I am alone here in my own mind. There is no map and there is no road. It is one of a kind just as yours is. Anne Sexton
And what of the dead? They lie without shoesin the stone boats. They are more like stonethan the sea would be if it stopped. They refuseto be blessed, throat, eye and knucklebone. Anne Sexton
Now I am just an elderly lady who is full of spleen, who humps around greater Boston in a God-awful hat, who never lived and yet outlived her time, hating men and dogs and Democrats. Anne Sexton
From "Her Kind"I have found the warm caves in the woods, filled them with skillets, carvings, shelves, closets, silks, innumerable goods; fixed the suppers for the worms and the elves: whining, rearranging the disaligned. A woman like that is misunderstood. I have been her kind. Anne Sexton
Don’t worry if they say you’re crazy. They said that about me and yet I was saner than all of them. I knew. No matter. You know. Insane or sane, you know. It’s a good thing to know - no matter what they call it. Anne Sexton
The summer has seized you, as when, last month in Amalfi, I saw lemons as large as your desk-side globe- that miniature map of the world- and I could mention, too, the market stalls of mushrooms and garlic bugs all engorged. Or I even think of the orchard next door, where the berries are done and the apples are beginning to swell. And once, with our first backyard, I remember I planted an acre of yellow beans we couldn’t eat. Anne Sexton
She suffers according to the digits of my hate. I hear the filaments of alabaster. I would lie down with them and lift my madness off like a wig. I would lie outside in a room of wool and let the snow cover me. Paris white or flake white or argentine, all in the washbasin of my mouth, calling “Oh.” I am empty. I am witless. Death is here. There is no other settlement. Anne Sexton
Death, I need my little addiction to you. I need that tiny voice who, even as I rise from the sea, all woman, all there, says kill me, kill me. Anne Sexton
Anne Sexton quote: "I’m lost. And it’s my own fault. It’s about time I figured out..."
I’m lost. And it’s my own fault. It’s about time I figured out that I can’t ask people to keep me found. Anne Sexton
Those moments before a poem comes, when the heightened awareness comes over you, and you realize a poem is buried there somewhere, you prepare yourself. I run around, you know, kind of skipping around the house, marvelous elation. It’s as though I could fly. Anne Sexton

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