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I'm the crazy one who thinks that words reach people.
Anne Sexton
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Anne Sexton
Age: 45 †
Born: 1928
Born: November 9
Died: 1974
Died: October 4
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Newton
Massachusetts
Anne Gray Harvey
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I want to kiss God on His nose and watch Him sneeze and so do you. Not out of disrespect. Out of pique. Out of a man-to-man thing.
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The sky breaks. It sags and breathes upon my face. in the presence of mine enemies, mine enemies The world is full of enemies. There is no safe place.
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Abundance is scooped from abundance yet abundance remains.
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It's all a matter of history. Brandy is no solace. Librium only lies me down like a dead snow queen. Yes! I am still the criminal.
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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.
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All in all, I'd say, the world is strangling.
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Take your foot out of the graveyard, they are busy being dead.
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I raise my pelvis to God so that it may know the truth of how flowers smash through the long winter.
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The trouble with therapy is that it makes life go backwards.
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I rot on the wall, my own Dorian Gray.
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Be careful of words, / ... they can be both daisies and bruises.
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I like you your eyes are full of language. [Letter to Anne Clarke, July 3, 1964.]
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To love another is somethinglike prayer and it can't be planned, you just fallinto its arms because your belief undoes your disbelief.
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As it has been said: Love and a cough cannot be concealed. Even a small cough. Even a small love.
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I’ll put it out there: I am scarred by the nostalgic indicipherability of my own desires I an engulfed by the intimidating unknown, pushed through darkness and dragged down by the irretrievable past sweetness of my memories.
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It is a dead heart. It is inside of me. It is a stranger yet once it was agreeable, opening and closing like a clam.
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To tell the truth days are all the same size and words aren't much company.
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I see myself as one would see another. I have been cut in two.
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We are all writing God's poem.
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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.
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