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When addressed, a Gentleman Cat does not move a muscle. He looks as if he hasn't heard.

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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So this was fame at last! Nothing but a vast debt to be paid to the world in energy, blood, and time.
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I sometimes think men don't 'hear' very well, if I take your meaning to be 'understand what is going on in a person.' That's what makes them so restful. Women wear each other out with their everlasting touching of the nerve.
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The poet must be free to love or hate as the spirit moves him, free to change, free to be a chameleon, free to be an enfant terrible. He must above all never worry about this effect on other people.
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I suppose I envy painters because they can meditate on form and structure, on color and light, and not concern themselves with human torment and chaos. It is restful even to imagine expression without words.
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There is only one real deprivation... and that is not to be able to give one's gifts to those one loves most.
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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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I suppose real old age begins when one looks backward rather than forward
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I write poems, have always written them, to transcend the painfully personal and reach the universal.
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I can tell you that solitude Is not all exaltation, inner space Where the soul breathes and work can be done. Solitude exposes the nerve, Raises up ghosts. The past, never at rest, flows through it.
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The more articulate one is, the more dangerous words become.
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People who cannot feel punish those who do.
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It is clear that we do not exactly choose our poems our poems choose us.
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It is curious how any making of order makes one feel mentally ordered, ordered inside.
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When I am alone the flowers are really seen I can pay attention to them. They are felt as presences. Without them I would die...they change before my eyes. They live and die in a few days they keep me closely in touch with the process, with growth, and also with dying. I am floated on their moments.
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Life comes in clusters, clusters of solitude, then a cluster when there is hardly time to breathe.
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A holiday gives one a chance to look backward and forward to reset oneself by an inner compass.
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