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She became for me an island of light, fun, wisdom where I could run with my discoveries and torments and hopes at any time of day and find welcome.

May Sarton

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May Sarton
Age: 83 †
Born: 1912
Born: May 3
Died: 1995
Died: July 16
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May Eleanor Sarton
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Light is snow sifted / To an abstraction.
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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.
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I feel like an inadequate machine, a machine that breaks down at crucial moments, grinds to a dreadful hault, 'won't go,' or, even worse, explodes in some innocent person's face.
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Gardening is an instrument of grace.
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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.
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It feels a long way up and down from zero.
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In the garden the door is always open into the holy - growth, birth, death. Every flower holds the whole mystery in its short cycle, and in the garden we are never far away from death, the fertilizing, good, creative death.
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I suppose one has to remember that 'life' is important too, though it's something I forget in some moods, everything except work seeming like an interruption or really non-life.
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There the door is always open into the “holy” — growth, birth, death.
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Mountains define you. You cannot define / Them.
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Don't forget that compared to a grownup person every baby is a genius.
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Once more I realize that solitude is my element, and the reason is that extreme awareness of other people (all naturally solitary people must feel this) precludes awareness of one's self, so after a while the self no longer knows that it exists.
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“How does one grow up?” I asked a friend the other day. There was a slight pause then she answered, “By thinking.”
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Inside my mother's death / I lay and could not breathe.
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a poet never feels useful.
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Am I too old, perhaps, ever to take in another's life to share with mine on a permanent basis? If so, I must make do with what I have... and what I have is a great richness of friends and a positively ardent love of nature. Not nothing!
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It is always hard to hear the buried truth from another person.
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In a total work, the failures have their not unimportant place.
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For of course one is never safe when in love. Growth is demanding and may seem dangerous, for there is loss as well as gain in growth. But why go on living if one has ceased to grow? And what more demanding atmosphere for growth than love in any form, than any relationship which can call out and requires of us our most secret and deepest selves?
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I feel happy to be keeping a journal again. I've missed it, missed naming things as they appear, missed the half hour when I push all duties aside and savor the experience of being alive in this beautiful place.
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