Quote

It is June. I am tired of being brave.

Anne Sexton

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Anne Sexton
Age: 45 †
Born: 1928
Born: November 9
Died: 1974
Died: October 4
Poet
Writer
Newton
Massachusetts
Anne Gray Harvey
June
Brave
Tired

More quotes by Anne Sexton

Image
The body is a damn hard thing to kill.
Anne Sexton
Image
Father, you died once, salted down at fifty-nine, packed down like a big snow angel, wasn't that enough?
Anne Sexton
Image
We are America. We are the coffin fillers. We are the grocers of death. We pack them in crates like cauliflowers.
Anne Sexton
Image
I would sell my life to avoid the pain that begins in the crib with its bars or perhaps with your first breath when the planets drill your future into you.
Anne Sexton
Image
Today life opened inside me like an egg.
Anne Sexton
Image
All the oxygen of the world was in them. All the feet of the babies of the world were in them. All the crotches of the angels of the world were in them. All the morning kisses of Philadelphia were in them.
Anne Sexton
Image
God has a brown voice, as soft and full as beer.
Anne Sexton
Image
And what of the dead? They lie without shoes in the stone boats. They are more like stone than the sea would be if it stopped. They refuse to be blessed, throat, eye and knucklebone.
Anne Sexton
Image
Even so, I must admire your skill. You are so gracefully insane.
Anne Sexton
Image
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
Image
To be without God is to be a snake / who wants to swallow an elephant.
Anne Sexton
Image
I would like a simple life / yet all night I am laying / poems away in a long box.
Anne Sexton
Image
O yellow eye, let me be sick with your heat, let me be feverish and frowning.
Anne Sexton
Image
Only my books anoint me, and a few friends, those who reach into my veins.
Anne Sexton
Image
Somebody who should have been born is gone.
Anne Sexton
Image
My ideas are a curse. They spring from a radical discontent with the awful order of things. I play clown. I play carpenter. I play nurse. I play witch.
Anne Sexton
Image
I was the girl of the chain letter, the girl full of talk of coffins and keyholes, the one of the telephone bills, the wrinkled photo and the lost connections.
Anne Sexton
Image
A woman / who loves a woman / is forever young.
Anne Sexton
Image
For forty days, for forty nights Jesus put one foot in front of the other and the man he carried, if it was a man, became heavier and heavier.
Anne Sexton
Image
Nature is full of teeth that come in one by one, then decay, fall out.
Anne Sexton