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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.
May Sarton
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May Sarton
Age: 83 †
Born: 1912
Born: May 3
Died: 1995
Died: July 16
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I write poems, have always written them, to transcend the painfully personal and reach the universal.
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Don't forget that compared to a grownup person every baby is a genius.
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...I feel more alive when I'm writing than I do at any other time--except when I'm making love. Two things when you forget time, when nothing exists except the moment--the moment of writing, the moment of love. That perfect concentration is bliss.
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The only way through pain…is to absorb, probe, understand exactly what it is and what it means. To close the door on pain is to miss the chance for growth.
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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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Anyone who is going to be a writer knows enough at fifteen to write several novels.
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In the country of pain we are each alone.
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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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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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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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It looks as if I were meant to be alone, and that any hope of happiness is not meant. Am I too old to acquire the knack for happiness?
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What can I have that I still want?
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Why is it that people who cannot show feeling presume that that is a strength and not a weakness?
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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.
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Now I become myself. It’s taken time, many years and places.
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a poet never feels useful.
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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 suppose real old age begins when one looks backward rather than forward
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Go rich in poverty. Go rich in poetry. This nothingness is plentitude.
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