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He [the cat] wound himself around her legs, purring the purr of ardent desire like a kettle coming to a boil and then bubbling very fast.
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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One must think like a hero to behave like a merely decent human being.
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There were moments ... when it seemed that all one could be asked was just to keep the ashtrays clean, the bed made, the wastebaskets emptied, as if one never got to the real things because of the constant exhausting battle to keep ordinary life from falling apart.
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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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When one's not writing poems - and I'm not at the moment - you wonder how you ever did it. It's like another country you can't reach.
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The more our bodies fail us, the more naked and more demanding is the spirit, the more open and loving we can become if we are not afraid of what we are and of what we feel. I am not a phoenix yet, but here among the ashes, it may be that the pain is chiefly that of new wings trying to push through.
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Poetry is a dangerous profession between conflict and resolution, between feeling and thought, between becoming and being, between the ultra-personal and the universal - and these balances are shifting all the time.
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This suspension of one's own reality, this being entirely alone in a strange city (at times I wondered if I had lost the power of speech) is an enriching state for a writer. Then the written word ... takes on an intensity of its own. Nothing gets exteriorized or dissipated all is concentrated within.
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How much hope, expectation, and sheer hard work goes into the smallest success! There is no being sure of anything except that whatever has been created will change in time.
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What is destructive is impatience, haste, expecting too much too fast.
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a poet never feels useful.
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Anyone who is going to be a writer knows enough at fifteen to write several novels.
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Women are at last becoming persons first and wives second, and that is as it should be.
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Now I become myself. It’s taken time, many years and places.
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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 write poems, have always written them, to transcend the painfully personal and reach the universal.
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About loving, I have little to learn from the young.
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Though friendship is not quick to burn it is explosive stuff.
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They are commiting murder who merely live.
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An old body when it is loved becomes a sacred treasure and sex itself must always, it seems to me, come to us as a sacrament and be so used or it is meaningless. The flesh is suffused by the spirit, and it is forgetting this in the act of love-making that creates cynicism and despair.
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