What did Anne Sexton mean by: Images are the heart of poetry … You’re not a poet without imagery. - Anne Sexton Poet · USA Copy
+ You who have inhabited me in the deepest and most broken place, are going, going Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Anne Sexton, Broken, 0 - Anne Sexton Poet · USA
+ Poetry is my life, my postmark, my hands, my kitchen, my face. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Anne Sexton, Faces, Hands, Kitchen, 0 - Anne Sexton Poet · USA
+ Be careful of words, / … they can be both daisies and bruises. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Anne Sexton, Bruises, Language, 0 - Anne Sexton Poet · USA
+ When I’m writing, I know I’m doing the thing I was born to do. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Anne Sexton, Born, Writing, 0 - Anne Sexton Poet · USA
+ Today God gives milk / and I have the pail. Feraz Zeid, November 2, 2023December 26, 2023, Anne Sexton, God, 0 - Anne Sexton Poet · USA
+ To tell the truth days are all the same size and words aren’t much company. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Anne Sexton, Company, Telling The Truth, 0 - Anne Sexton Poet · USA
+ I think of myself as writing for one person, that one perfect reader who understands and loves. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Anne Sexton, Perfect, Writing, 0 - Anne Sexton Poet · USA
+ Sometimes the soul takes pictures of things it has wished for, but never seen. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Anne Sexton, Soul, 0 - Anne Sexton Poet · USA
What uniform can I wear to hide my heavy heart? It is too heavy. It will always show. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
We are more sociable, and get on better with people by the heart than the intellect. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
We never love with all our heart and all our soul but once, and that is the first time. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
There are no elements so diverse that they cannot be joined in the heart of a man. - Jean Giraudoux Playwright · France
O woman! thou wert fashioned to beguile: So have all sages said, all poets sung. - Jean Ingelow Poet · England
Memory, wit, fancy, acuteness, cannot grow young again in old age, but the heart can. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
