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My husband sings Baa Baa black sheep and we pretend
that all's certain and good, that the marriage won't end. — Anne Sexton
that all's certain and good, that the marriage won't end. — Anne Sexton
This is what poems are:
with mercy
for the greedy,
they are the tongue's wrangle,
the world's pottage, the rat's star. — Anne Sexton
with mercy
for the greedy,
they are the tongue's wrangle,
the world's pottage, the rat's star. — Anne Sexton
Daylight is nobody's friend. God comes in like a landlord and flashes on his brassy lamp.
— Anne Sexton
Today life opened inside me like an egg ...
— Anne Sexton
The joy that isn't shared dies young.
— Anne Sexton
The body is a damn hard thing to kill.
— Anne Sexton
Just because it offends you doesn't mean it violates your rights. You don't have a right to not be offended
— Marie Sexton
Don't bite till you know if it's bread or stone.
— Anne Sexton
We talked death with burned-up intensity, both of us drawn to it like moths to an electric light bulb. Sucking on it!
— Anne Sexton
Pictures you have taken have an influence on those that you are going to make. That's life!
— John Sexton
I love to laugh and dance. That's kind of my nature, though I end up always playing these angry, depressing characters.
— Brendan Sexton III
And the aura of you remains, remains, remains ...
— Anne Sexton
Just once I knew what life was for.
— Anne Sexton
There is no word for time.
Today we will
not think to number another summer
or watch its white bird into the ground. — Anne Sexton
Today we will
not think to number another summer
or watch its white bird into the ground. — Anne Sexton
Poor thing.
To die and never see Brooklyn. — Anne Sexton
To die and never see Brooklyn. — Anne Sexton
Man is eating the earth up like a candy bar.
— Anne Sexton
There is rust in my mouth,the stain of an old kiss.
— Anne Sexton
All I am is the trick of words writing themselves.
— Anne Sexton
It's all a matter of history.
Brandy is no solace.
Librium only lies me down
like a dead snow queen.
Yes! I am still the criminal. — Anne Sexton
Brandy is no solace.
Librium only lies me down
like a dead snow queen.
Yes! I am still the criminal. — Anne Sexton
I imitatea memory of beliefthat I do not own.
— Anne Sexton
What's missing is the eyeballs
in each of us, but it doesn't matter
because you've got the bucks, the bucks, the bucks. — Anne Sexton
in each of us, but it doesn't matter
because you've got the bucks, the bucks, the bucks. — Anne Sexton
Poetry led me by the hand out of madness.
— Anne Sexton
Life is a trick, life is a kitten in a sack.
— Anne Sexton
Now I am going back
And I have ripped my hand
From your hand as I said I would
And I have made it this far ... — Anne Sexton
And I have ripped my hand
From your hand as I said I would
And I have made it this far ... — Anne Sexton
Death's in the good-bye.
— Anne Sexton
Yes I try to kill myself in small amounts, an innocuous occupation. Actually I'm hung up on it.
— Anne Sexton
My death from the wrists, two name tags, blood worn like a corsage to bloom one on the left and one on the right.
— Anne Sexton
I cannot walk an inch / without trying to walk to God.
— Anne Sexton
Sexton: I think the whole world's gone mad.
Death: Uh-uh. It's always like this. You probably just don't get out enough. — Neil Gaiman
Death: Uh-uh. It's always like this. You probably just don't get out enough. — Neil Gaiman
We are all writing God's poem.
— Anne Sexton
This November there seems to be nothing to say.
— Anne Sexton
The soul was not cured,
it was as full as a clothes closet
of dresses that did not fit. — Anne Sexton
it was as full as a clothes closet
of dresses that did not fit. — Anne Sexton
Somebody sees me, and I see myself through them. Then it's all gone, the whole world falls apart.
— Anne Sexton
I think I've been writing black poems all along, wearing my white mask. I'm always the victim ... but no longer!
— Anne Sexton
It's not a question of getting the opportunities, it's a question of noticing that opportunities are there.
— John Sexton
Our eyes are full of terrible confessions.
— Anne Sexton
Church doctrine has no place in secular law. You can't take away people's rights to meet your own religious criteria.
— Marie Sexton
The marriage twists, holds firm, a sailor's knot.
— Anne Sexton
Sorrow is easier than guilt.
— Anne Sexton
I mean, I do whatever I need to do to get into character. Sometimes it's being incredibly quiet, and sometimes it's being loose and goofy.
— Brendan Sexton III
Depending on the show, I've played a cop, a criminal, or a victim. So there's a range.
— Brent Sexton
Warlords, dictators and terrorists are normally okay with the U.S., as long as they do the bidding of U.S. corporate interests.
— Brendan Sexton III
Maybe Angelo was right. Maybe there was something. I still suspected it was the wine.
— Marie Sexton
The thing about grief is that it's a roller coaster - it's up, it's down. The emotions sometimes take over.
— Brent Sexton
Clover['s] eyes are full of language.
— Anne Sexton
I'm lost. And it's my own fault. It's about time I figured out that I can't ask people to keep me found.
— Anne Sexton
Griffin: Dude! You get to film-fuck Sienna Sexton! High five!
— S.C. Stephens
I realized something on the ride. I realized if I wait until I'm not scared to try new things, then I'll never get to try them at all.
— Marie Sexton
Some women marry houses. It's another kind of skin; it has a heart, a mouth, a liver and bowel movements.
— Anne Sexton
The town does not exist
except where one black-haired tree slips
up like a drowned woman into the hot sky. — Anne Sexton
except where one black-haired tree slips
up like a drowned woman into the hot sky. — Anne Sexton
I said, the poets are there
I hear them singing and lying
around their round table
and around me still. — Anne Sexton
I hear them singing and lying
around their round table
and around me still. — Anne Sexton
Conversion is not for the faint of heart. It is a difficult process, requiring effort and perseverance.
— John Sexton
I have been cut in two.
— Anne Sexton
I am so imperfect, can you love me when really my soul is deformed? Will you love me anyhow?
— Anne Sexton
How you choose to lose yourself matters. Trust me, it's all in the 'how'. It matters a lot.
— Anne Sexton
I don't care, I love you anyhow. It is too late to turn you out of my heart. Part of you lives here.
— Anne Sexton
A starving man doesn't ask what the meal is.
— Anne Sexton
Love your self's self where it lives.
— Anne Sexton
I'd like to widen my education. I'd definitely like to widen my film range. I mean, I'd love to do some theater.
— Brendan Sexton III
The beautiful feeling after writing a poem is on the whole better even than after sex, and that's saying a lot.
— Anne Sexton
And there you are. And I liked you a lot today. A lot. And I want to talk to you. Selfishly.
— Anne Sexton
My mouth blooms like a cut.
— Anne Sexton
Well, one gets out of bed and the planets don't always hiss or muck up the day, each day.
— Anne Sexton
I am not at home in myself. I am my own stranger.
— Anne Sexton
At night the bats will beat on the trees, knowing it all, seeing what they sensed all day....
— Anne Sexton
Being sixteen in the pants I died full of questions
— Anne Sexton
Augustine, Anne Sexton and Sylvia Plath are confessional writers and all three make me sick. I have nothing in common with them.
— Joni Mitchell
Pain engraves a deeper memory.
— Anne Sexton
Suicide is, after all, the opposite of the poem.
— Anne Sexton
Everybody wants something, and everybody expects something. They never ask how I'm doing or if I'm happy. They don't ask what I want.
— Marie Sexton
I tell it stories now and then
and feed it images like honey.
I will not speculate today
with poems that think they're money. — Anne Sexton
and feed it images like honey.
I will not speculate today
with poems that think they're money. — Anne Sexton
Everyone in me is a bird
I am beating all my wings — Anne Sexton
I am beating all my wings — Anne Sexton