627 Quotes by Anne Sexton

My safe, safe psychosis is broken. It was hard. It was made of stone. It covered my face like a mask. But it has cracked.

Moon girls, where did you go?

So I won’t hang around in my hospital shift, repeating The Black Mass and all of it. I say Live, Live because of the sun, the dream, the excitable gift.

Nature is full of teeth that come in one by one, then decay, fall out.

The family story tells, and it was told true, of my great-grandfather who begat eight genius children and bought twelve almost new grand pianos. He left a considerable estate when he died.

My business is words. Words are like labels, or coins, or better, like swarming bees.

The Saints come, as human as a mouth, with a bag of God in their backs, like a hunchback, they come, they come marching in.

Once upon a time we were all born, popped out like jelly rolls forgetting our fishdom, the pleasuring seas, the country of comfort, spanked into the oxygens of death...

O fallen angel, the companion within me, whisper something holy before you pinch me into the grave.