Even so, I must admire your skill. You are so gracefully insane. Anne Sexton
I am a collection of dismantled almosts. Anne Sexton
Only my books anoint me, and a few friends, those who reach into my veins. […]
As it has been said: Love and a cough cannot be concealed. Even a small […]
Watch out for intellect, because it knows so much it knows nothing and leaves you […]
The silence is death. It comes each day with its shock to sit on my […]
It doesn’t matter who my father was; it matters who I remember he was. Anne […]
Put your ear down close to your soul and listen hard. Anne Sexton