May Sarton
May Sarton
May Sarton is the pen name of Eleanore Marie Sarton, an American poet, novelist and memoirist...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNon-Fiction Author
Date of Birth3 May 1912
CountryUnited States of America
happiness thinking lasts
I've been thinking about happiness-how wrong it is ever to expect it to last or there to be a time of happiness. It's not that, it's a moment of happiness. Almost every day contains at least one moment of happiness.
strength happiness people
Why is it that people who cannot show feeling presume that that is a strength and not a weakness?
winter solitude alive
There is a wilder solitude in winter When every sense is pricked alive and keen.
art art-is ifs
If art is not to be life-enhancing, what is it to be?
believe belief talent
One must believe that private dilemmas are, if deeply examined, universal, and so, if expressed, have a human value beyond the private, and one must also believe in the vehicle for expressing them, in the talent.
real inspiration age
I suppose real old age begins when one looks backward rather than forward
fighting dragons joy
Fighting dragons is my holy joy.
people looks ruthlessness
The price of being oneself is so high and involves so much ruthlessness toward others (or what looks like ruthlessness in our duty-bound culture) that very few people can afford it.
zero long way
It feels a long way up and down from zero.
real people effort
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.
pain wings phoenix
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.
joy world hold-fast
So let the world go, but hold fast to joy.
garden doors religion
In the garden the door is always open into the holy.
anxiety littles
Without anxiety life would have very little savor.