Poetry Quote by Anne Sexton — Inspiring Words on Life, Love & Wisdom

“I am stuffing your mouth with your”

“Only my books anoint me,”

“That’s what I do: I make coffee and occasionally succumb to suicidal nihilism. But you shouldn’t worry — poetry is still first. Cigarettes and alcohol follow”

“Anne, I don't want to live. . . . Now listen, life is lovely, but I Can't Live It. I can't even explain. I know how silly it sounds . . . but if you knew how it Felt. To be alive, yes, alive, but not be able to live it. Ay that's the rub. I am like a stone that lives . . . locked outside of all that's real. . . . Anne, do you know of such things, can you hear???? I wish, or think I wish, that I were dying of something for then I could be brave, but to be not dying, and yet . . . and yet to [be] behind a wall, watching everyone fit in where I can't, to talk behind a gray foggy wall, to live but to not reach or to reach wrong . . . to do it all wrong . . . believe me, (can you?) . . . what's wrong. I want to belong. I'm like a jew who ends up in the wrong country. I'm not a part. I'm not a member. I'm frozen.”

“The grass as bristly and stout as chives and me wondering when the ground will break and me wondering how anything fragile survives”

“Excuse me, I feel interrupted and I think I've overdose from the idea of loving you.”

“the moon has consistently remained by my side in my darkest of times and when everyone left me to my nightmares, the sun has always been there to wake me up...”

“I could've been your everything”

“So runs my dream, but what am I?”

“A voice that had traversed the centuries, so heavy it broke what it touched, so heavy I feared it would ring in me with eternal resonance, a voice rusty with the sound of curses and the hoarse cries that issue from the delta in the last paroxysm of orgasm.”

“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,”