Anne Sexton Quotes

The Awful Rowing Toward God.

It doesn’t matter who my father was; it matters who I remember he was.

I was tired of being a woman, tired of the spoons and the pots, tired of my mouth and my breasts tired of the cosmetics and the silks… I was tired of the gender of things.

But suicides have a special language. Like carpenters they want to know which tools. They never ask why build.

Whether you are pretty or not, I outlive you, bend down my strange face to yours and forgive you.

Now I fold you down, my drunkard, my navigator, my first lost keeper, to love or look at later.