627 Quotes by Anne Sexton

Yet love enters my blood like an I.V., dripping in its little white moments.

The soul was not cured, it was as full as a clothes closet of dresses that did not fit.

Need is not quite belief.

Today God gives milk / and I have the pail.

Daylight is nobody's friend. God comes in like a landlord and flashes on his brassy lamp.

We are all writing God's poem.

All who love have lied.

I was spread out dailyand examined for flaws.

The little girl skipped by under the wrinkled oak leaves and held fast to a replica of herself.