May Sarton

A Quote by May Sarton on success, failure, life, truth, delight, and attention

Whether success or failure: the truth of a life really has little to do with its quality. The quality of life is in proportion, always, to the capacity for delight. The capacity for delight is the gift of paying attention.

May Sarton

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A Quote by May Sarton on sin, sloth, contemplation, productivity, and value

"I always forget how important the empty days are, how important it may be sometimes not to expect to produce anything, even a few lines in a journal. A day when one has not pushed oneself to the limit seems a damaged damaging day, a sinful day. Not so! The most valuable thing one can do for the psyche, occasionally, is to let it rest, wander, live in the changing light of a room."

May Sarton

Source: Journal of a Solitude

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A Quote by May Sarton on womenswisdom and self

We must dare to be ourselves,
no matter how odd that self may prove to be.

May Sarton

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A Quote by May Sarton

Keep busy with survival. Imitate the trees. Learn to lose in order to recover, and remember nothing stays the same for long, not even pain. Sit it out. Let it all pass. Let it go. 

May Sarton

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A Quote by May Sarton on solitude, attacks from within, stress, depression, and inner storm

The values of solitude - one of its values - is, of course, that there is nothing to cushion against attacks from within, just as there is nothing to help balance at times of particular stress or depression.  A few moments of desultory conversation...may calm an inner storm.  But the storm, painful as it is, might have had some truth in it.  So sometimes one has simply to endure a period of depression for what it may hold of illumination if one can live through it, attentive to what it exposes or demands.  The reasons for depression are not so interesting as the way one handles it, simply to stay alive.

May Sarton

Source: Journal of a Solitude

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A Quote by May Sarton on instant success, machines, corruption, natural rhythm, hurried, and value

Instant success is the order of the day; "I want it now!"  I wonder whether this is not part of our corruption by machines.  Machines do things very quickly and outside the natural rhythm of life...so the few things that we still do...anything at all that cannot be hurried, have a very particular value.

May Sarton

Source: Journal of a Solitude

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A Quote by May Sarton on understanding, facts, lives, and natures

Deep down there was understanding, not of the facts of our lives so much as of our essential natures.

May Sarton

Source: Journal of a Solitude

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A Quote by May Sarton on ambience, order, beauty, alone, inadequate, meditation, and myself

The ambience here is order and beauty.  That is what frightens me when I am first alone again.  I feel inadequate.  I have made an open place, a place for meditation.  What if I cannot find myself inside it?

May Sarton

Source: Journal of a Solitude

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A Quote by May Sarton on meeting, reverberations, conversation, collision, unregenerate, tormenting, tormented, and machine

For a long time now, every meeting with another human being has been the reverberations after even the simplest conversation.  But the deep collision is and has been with my unregenerate, tormenting and tormented self...I am unable to become what I see.  I feel like an inadequate machine, a machine that breaks down at crucial moments, grinds to a dreadful halt, "won't go"...

May Sarton

Source: Journal of a Solitude

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A Quote by May Sarton on anguish, violence, anger, alone, temperament, fear, silence, heaven, hell, routines, silent, and clamor

The anguish of my life here - its rages - is hardly mentioned...There is violence there and anger never resolved.  I live alone, perhaps for no good reason, for the reason that I am an impossible creature, set apart by a temperament I have never learned to use as it could be used, thrown off by a word,a glance, a rainy day, or one drink too many.  My need to be alone is balanced against my fear of what will happen when suddenly I enter the huge empty silence if I cannot find support there.  I go up to Heaven and down to Hell in an hour, and keep alive only by imposing upon myself inexorable routines...It may be outwardly silent here but in the back of my mind is a clamor of human voices, too many needs, hopes and fear.  I hardly ever sit still without being haunted by the "undone"...

May Sarton

Source: Journal of a Solitude

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