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Light is snow sifted / To an abstraction.

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
Snow
Light
Sifted
Abstraction

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What is destructive is impatience, haste, expecting too much too fast.
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About loving, I have little to learn from the young.
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a poet never feels useful.
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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 most valuable thing we can do for the psyche, occasionally, is to let it rest, wander, live in the changing light of room, not try to be or do anything whatever.
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The creative person, the person who moves from an irrational source of power, has to face the fact that this power antagonizes. Under all the superficial praise of the creative is the desire to kill. It is the old war between the mystic and the nonmystic, a war to the death.
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Wrinkles here and there seem unimportant compared to the Gestalt of the whole person I have become in this past year.
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It is only when we can believe that we are creating the soul that life has any meaning, but when we can believe it - and I do and always have - then there is nothing we do that is without meaning and nothing that we suffer that does not hold the seed of creation in it.
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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 am not a greedy person except about flowers and plants, and then I become fanatically greedy.
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It is possible, I suppose, that we are returning to a Dark Age. What is frightening is that violence is not only represented by nations, but everywhere walks among us freely.
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Without anxiety life would have very little savor.
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There is a wilder solitude in winter When every sense is pricked alive and keen.
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Go rich in poverty. Go rich in poetry. This nothingness is plentitude.
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They are commiting murder who merely live.
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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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all great people are humble because great people have great work and are humbled by the largeness of their dreams.
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For poetry exists to break through to below the level of reason where the angels and monsters that the amenities keep in the cellar may come out to dance, to rove and roar, growling and singing, to bring life back to the enclosed rooms where too often we are only 'living and partly living.
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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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I write poems, have always written them, to transcend the painfully personal and reach the universal.
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