gansaey:
“Lust is so inadequate. And loving exhausts me.”
— Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait In Letters (via wordsnquotes)
❝ Do not rely on February (…)
The sun in this month
begets a headache
like an angel slapping you in the face.
Anne Sexton, from The Complete Poems; “
The Sermon of the Twelve Acknowledgements,”
(via
violentwavesofemotion)
❝ I like you; your eyes are full of language.
Anne Sexton, Letter to Anne Clarke, July 3rd, 1964 (via
figlip)
❝ This November there seems to be nothing to say.