Quote

I cannot walk an inch / without trying to walk to God.

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
Inch
Inches
God
Walk
Walks
Cannot
Without
Trying

More quotes by Anne Sexton

Image
And within the house ashes are being stuffed into my marriage, fury is lapping the walls, dishes crack on the shelves, a strangler needs my throat, the daughter has ceased to eat anything.
Anne Sexton
Image
The stars are pears that no one can reach, even for a wedding. Perhaps for a death.
Anne Sexton
Image
Someone is dead. Even the trees know it, those poor old dancers who come on lewdly, all pea-green scarfs and spine pole.
Anne Sexton
Image
... and my love stays bitterly glowing, spasms of it will not sleep, and I am helpless and thirsty and need shade but there is no one to cover me- not even God.
Anne Sexton
Image
I am stuffing your mouth with your promises and watching you vomit them out upon my face.
Anne Sexton
Image
I said, the poets are there I hear them singing and lying around their round table and around me still.
Anne Sexton
Image
Oh thumb, I want a drink it is dark, where are the big people, when will I get there...?
Anne Sexton
Image
I am crazy as hell, but I know it. And knowing it is a kind of sanity that makes the sickness worse.
Anne Sexton
Image
Somebody who should have been born is gone. Yes, woman, such logic will lead to loss without death. Or say what you meant, you coward . . . this baby that I bleed.
Anne Sexton
Image
Blind with love, my daughter has cried nightly for horses, those long-necked marchers and churners that she has mastered, any and all, reigning them in like a circus hand.
Anne Sexton
Image
As for me, I am a watercolor. I wash off.
Anne Sexton
Image
I am torn in two but I will conquer myself.
Anne Sexton
Image
Poetry is my life, my postmark, my hands, my kitchen, my face.
Anne Sexton
Image
I tell it stories now and then and feed it images like honey. I will not speculate today with poems that think they're money.
Anne Sexton
Image
Nature is full of teeth that come in one by one, then decay, fall out.
Anne Sexton
Image
All I am is the trick of words writing themselves.
Anne Sexton
Image
To be without God is to be a snake / who wants to swallow an elephant.
Anne Sexton
Image
The man inside of woman ties a knot so that they will never again be separate.
Anne Sexton
Image
Poetry to me is prayer.
Anne Sexton
Image
Pulling off the fat diamond engagement ring, pulling off the elopement wedding ring, and holding them, clicking them in thumb and forefinger, the indent of twenty-five years, like a tiny rip leaving its mark.
Anne Sexton