May Sarton is the pen name of Eleanore Marie Sarton (May 3, 1912 – July 16, 1995), an American poet, novelist and memoirist. Read full biography of May Sarton →
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... →
True feeling justifies whatever it may cost.
The minute one utters a certainty, the opposite comes to mind.
In a total work, the failures have their not unimportant place.
It is the privilege of those who fear love to murder those who do not fear it!
Self-respect is nothing to hide behind. When you need it most it isn't there.
In the country of pain we are each alone.
Women are at last becoming persons first and wives second, and that is as it should be.