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Mountains define you. You cannot define / Them.

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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Mountains

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It is a waste of time to see people who have only a social surface to show. I will make every effort to find out the real person, but if I can't, then I am upset and cross. Time wasted is poison.
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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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Words are my passion / And out of them and me / I would create beauty.
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The minute one utters a certainty, the opposite comes to mind.
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There is a wilder solitude in winter When every sense is pricked alive and keen.
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Old age is not an illness, it is a timeless ascent. As power diminishes, we grow toward the light.
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In the novel or the journal you get the journey. In a poem you get the arrival.
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If art is not to be life-enhancing, what is it to be? Half the world is feminine - why is there resentment at a female-oriented art? Nobody asks The Tale of Genji to be masculine! Women certainly learn a lot from books oriented toward a masculine world. Why is not the reverse also true? Or are men really so afraid of women's creativity?
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What we have not has made us what we are. / ... / What we are not drives us to consummation.
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I am not ready to die, / But I am learning to trust death / As I have trusted life.
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In the country of pain we are each alone.
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May we agree that private life is irrelevant? Multiple, mixed, ambiguous at best - out of it we try to fashion the crystal clear, the singular, the absolute, and that is what is relevant that is what matters.
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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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instant intimacy was too often followed by disillusion.
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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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True feeling justifies whatever it may cost.
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Joy, happiness ... we do not question. They are beyond question, maybe. A matter of being. But pain forces us to think, and to make connections ... to discover what has been happening to cause it. And, curiously enough, pain draws us to other human beings in a significant way, whereas joy or happiness to some extent, isolates.
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It is clear that we do not exactly choose our poems our poems choose us.
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The gift turned inward, unable to be given, becomes a heavy burden, even sometimes a kind of poison. It is as though the flow of life were backed up.
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If I were to choose one single thing that that would restore Paris to the senses, it would be that strangely sweet, unhealthy smell of the Métro, so very unlike the dank cold or the stuffy heat of subways in New York.
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