627 Quotes by Anne Sexton

God has a brown voice, soft and full as beer.

She married the princeand all went wellexcept for the fear —the fear of sleep.Briar Rosewas an insomniac...She could not napor lie in sleepwithout the court chemistmixing her some knock-out dropsand never in the prince's presence.

Pain engraves a deeper memory.

I am so tired of that old suffering.

You say I resemble a flower; I partly agree; My brain is governed by black petals of burnt daisies

If someone burns out your eyeI will take your socketand use it for an ashtray.

Death, with one-eyed jack in his hand,makes a promise to the thirteenth child.

And I. I too.Quite collected at cocktail parties,meanwhile in my headI'm undergoing open-heart surgery.

I should be working and not writing you. But this is a missing you, where are you, hello and necessary for my soul.