Anhelo de raíces Quotes

“Plants do not speak, but their silence is alive with change.”
― May Sarton, Plant Dreaming Deep

“It is good for a professional to be reminded that his professionalism is only a husk, that the real person must remain an amateur, a lover of the work.”
― May Sarton, Plant Dreaming Deep

“Everything in us presses toward decision, even toward the wrong decision, just to be free of the anxiety that precedes any big step in life.”
― May Sarton, Plant Dreaming Deep

“But as time goes on we not only remember specific things in relation to the people we have loved; their lives get built into our lives and finally the transference is complete. We are what we are because of them.”
― May Sarton, Plant Dreaming Deep

“Solitude itself is a way of waiting for the inaudible and the invisible to make itself felt. And that is why solitude is never static and never hopeless. On the other hand, every friend who comes to stay enriches the solitude forever; presence, if it has been real presence, does not ever leave.”
― May Sarton, Plant Dreaming Deep: A Journal

“Gardening is one of the rewards of middle age, when one is ready for an impersonal passion, a passion that demands patience, acute awareness of a world outside oneself, and the power to keep on growing through all the times of drought, through the cold snows, toward those moments of pure joy when all failures are forgotten and the plum tree flowers.”
― May Sarton, Plant Dreaming Deep: A Journal

“I know that I myself have felt that prickling of the scalp that Emily Dickinson tells us is the sign of recognition before a true poem.”
― May Sarton, Plant Dreaming Deep

“And how long would the life in me stay alive if it did not find new roots?
I behaved like a starving man who knows there is foot somewhere if he can only find it. I did not reason anything out. I did not reason that part of the food I needed was to become a member of a community richer and more various, humanly speaking, than the academic world of Cambridge could provide: the hunger of the novelist. I did not reason that part of the nourishment I craved was all the natural world can give - a garden, woods, fields, brooks, birds: the hunger of the poet. I did not reason that the time had come when I needed a house of my own, a nest of my own making: the hunger of the woman.”
― May Sarton, Plant Dreaming Deep

“We have to make myths of our lives; it is the only way to live them without despair. ...The inner world, the world of poetry, is as much nourished by the bad times as by anything.”
― May Sarton, Plant Dreaming Deep

“Self-reliance? Yes, but that first spring I had to learn dependency too. By crying for help and seeing help come from several directions, I began to learn what the village is all about: on the one hand, respect for privacy, and on the other, awareness of each other’s needs. So, however solitary some of us may look to an outsider, we are in truth part of an invisible web and supported by its presence.”
― May Sarton, Plant Dreaming Deep

“A garden is a perpetual experiment. It may evoke, but it can rarely memorialize, at least in the sense of imitation. Gardens are as original as people.”
― May Sarton, Plant Dreaming Deep: A Journal

“Routine is not a prison, but the way into freedom from time. The apparently measured time has immeasureable space within it, and in this it resembles music. The routine I established”
― May Sarton, Plant Dreaming Deep: A Journal

“In the end I knew I would have to trust to instinct, not estimates.”
― May Sarton, Plant Dreaming Deep

“It was a painful week, swung between doubt and hope. I knew that tension well. It is just the same before I begin to write a book or a poem. It is the tension of being on the brink of a major commitment, and not being quite sure whether one has it in one to carry it through - the stage where the impossible almost exactly balances the possible, and a thistledown may shift the scales one way or another.”
― May Sarton, Plant Dreaming Deep

“I too have known the inward disturbance of exile,
The great peril of being at home nowhere,
The dispersed center, the dividing love;
Not here, nor there, leaping across ocean,
Turning, returning to each strong allegiance;
American, but with this difference - parting.”
― May Sarton, Plant Dreaming Deep

“I had found one of the places on earth where any sensitive being feels exposed to powerful invisible forces and himself suddenly naked and attacked on every side by air, light, space - all that brings the soul close to the surface. There the poems flowed out.”
― May Sarton, Plant Dreaming Deep

“Not happiness, perhaps, but something like New England itself—struggle, occasional triumph over adversity, above all the power to endure and to be renewed. For here the roses grow beside the granite.”
― May Sarton, Plant Dreaming Deep: A Journal

“It is good for a professional to be reminded that his professionalism is only a husk, that the real person must remain an amateur, a lover or the work.”
― May Sarton, Plant Dreaming Deep

“We can accept death. It is the dying that is not and never will be acceptable. For us who have to witness dying, it must always feel as if the very fabric of life were being torn apart.”
― May Sarton, Plant Dreaming Deep

“in Sante Fe time is not that shallow. There one can go deep into a continuity as the pueblos and the culture they represent take one back at least eight hundred years through a single Indian dance. For a European that continuity is life-giving.”
― May Sarton, Plant Dreaming Deep

“Me ayudó la frase de Louise Bogan: Deja hacer a la vida.”
― May Sarton, Anhelo de raíces

“Si el hogar puede estar en cualquier sitio, ¿cómo buscarlo, dónde encontrarlo?”
― May Sarton, Anhelo de raíces

“La rutina no es una prisión, sino el camino hacia la libertad del tiempo.”
― May Sarton, Anhelo de raíces

“La vida aquí desde el principio ha sido un desafío. Y ese era el asunto: puede que no la felicidad, sino una vivida con más consciencia e intensidad.”
― May Sarton, Anhelo de raíces

“Si uno es capaz de profundizar lo suficiente, seguro que es capaz de atravesar la roca.”
― May Sarton, Anhelo de raíces

“Arreglar flores es como escribir.”
― May Sarton, Anhelo de raíces

“Las plantas no hablan, pero su silencio está vivo al cambiar.”
― May Sarton, Anhelo de raíces

“Si alguien me hubiera preguntado cuál era mi idea del lujo, creo que mi respuesta hubiera sido: flores en casa todo el año.”
― May Sarton, Anhelo de raíces

“La soledad es una manera de esperar que lo inaudible y lo invisible se hagan sentir.”
― May Sarton, Anhelo de raíces

“Se hacía más necesario que nunca evitar el derroche. «Había derrochado el tiempo y ya no podía derrocharlo más», pero ya no se trataba de una frase bonita, sino de una realidad apremiante. Durante los días nevados y las largas tardes sentada junto al fuego o pateando el suelo empecé a comprender que mi «derroche» no había sido estar ociosa, sino quizá haberme esforzado demasiado, no haber reducido lo suficientemente la actividad, haberle hecho caso al demonio que me decía «date prisa». Había permitido que se me acumulara el tipo de presión equivocada, esa que trae consigo la frustración.”
― May Sarton, Anhelo de raíces