"We are all jellyfish, too pitiful and too afraid of being disliked to be honest."
About May Sarton
May Sarton — Life and Legacy
May Sarton, an influential American poet and novelist, is celebrated for her profound exploration of love and solitude. Her notable work, 'Journal of a Solitude', reflects her introspective journey, emphasizing the significance of both personal reflection and human connection. Sarton believed that solitude is not merely a state of being alone but a vital space for self-discovery. In her words, 'We have to dare to be ourselves', she advocates for authenticity, encouraging individuals to embrace their true selves amidst societal pressures. This perspective reveals her understanding of the complexities of human emotions, where solitude serves as a backdrop for creativity and personal growth. Sarton’s insights into love, such as her assertion that 'Love is a place', highlight the nurturing aspect of relationships, suggesting that love provides a safe haven for individuals to thrive. Her work continues to resonate, reminding readers of the delicate balance between solitude and connection, and the importance of both in the pursuit of a fulfilling life.
Quote collection
May Sarton quotes (page 1 of 14)
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"Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature, is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace."
"Without darkness, nothing comes to birth, As without light, nothing flowers."
"What is destructive is impatience, haste, expecting too much too fast."
"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."
"I think of the trees and how simply they let go, let fall the riches of a season, how without grief (it seems) they can let go and go deep into their roots for renewal and sleep.... Imitate the trees. Learn to lose in order to recover, and remember that nothing stays the same for long, not even pain, psychic pain. Sit it out. Let it all pass. Let it go."
"We have to dare to be ourselves, however frightening or strange that self may prove to be."
"The minute one utters a certainty, the opposite comes to mind."
"I would like to believe when I die that I have given myself away like a tree that sows seed every spring and never counts the loss, because it is not loss, it is adding to future life. It is the tree's way of being. Strongly rooted perhaps, but spilling out its treasure on the wind."
"One thing is certain, and I have always known it - the joys of my life have nothing to do with age. They do not change. Flowers, the morning and evening light, music, poetry, silence, the goldfinches darting about"
"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."
"There are some griefs so loud/They could bring down the sky/And there are griefs so still/None knows how deep they lie."
"It is, I assume, quite easy to wither into old age, and hard to grow into it."
"A house that does not have one warm, comfy chair in it is soulless."
"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."
"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."
"Now I become myself. It’s taken time, many years and places."
"If we are to understand the human condition, and if we are to accept ourselves in all the complexity, self-doubt, extravagance of feeling, guilt, joy, the slow freeing of the self to its full capacity for action and creation, both as human being and as artist, we have to know all we can about each other, and we have to be willing to go naked."
"One does not "find oneself" by pursuing one's self, but on the contrary by pursuing something else and learning through discipline or routine. . . who one is and wants to be."
"Does anything in nature despair except man? An animal with a foot caught in a trap does not seem to despair. It is too busy trying to survive. It is all closed in, to a kind of still, intense waiting. Is this a key? Keep busy with survival. Imitate the trees. Learn to lose in order to recover, and remember that nothing stays the same for long, not even pain, psychic pain. Sit it out. Let it all pass. Let it go."