22 Quotes by Mary Butts

Armed with madness, I go on a long voyage.

Nature has a counterpart, a representation of every interior mood and obscure perception of man.

I thought of my father’s wisdom, as though it were buried in a box under a tree. As in the old song – a gold box with a silver pin. Some day I should be grown up, and I should dig up the box and turn the pin.

For watching death, and above all, after death; not death in battle, but death after battle, brings one to certain indifferences that are also a form of death.

Frog or pearl, life hid something at the bottom of the cup.

Art is the god you have not seen.

One should be allowed to choose one’s burden.

I blessed the power which has filled my life with poetry.

Not till the end of the war will there be any time for art or love or magic again. Perhaps never again.