Anne Sexton White Quotations

One can't build little white picket fences to keep nightmares out.

The silence is death. It comes each day with its shock to sit on my shoulder, a white bird, and peck at the black eyes and the vibrating red muscle of my mouth.

All I wanted was a little piece of life, to be married, to have children.... I was trying my damnedest to lead a conventional life, for that was how I was brought up, and it was what my husband wanted of me. But one can't build little white picket fences to keep the nightmares out.

Everyone has left me except my muse, that good nurse. She stays in my hand, a mild white mouse.

I was only sitting here in my white study with the awful black words pushing me around.

I think I've been writing black poems all along, wearing my white mask. I'm always the victim ... but no longer!

I have forgiven all the old actors for dying. A new one comes on with the same lines, like large white growths, in his mouth. The dancers come on from the wings, perfectly mated.

You lay, a small knuckle on my white bed; lay, that fist like a snail, small and strong at my breast. Your lips are animals; you are fed with love. At first, hunger is not wrong.

Yet love enters my blood like an I.V., dripping in its little white moments.

My sleeping pill is white. It is a splendid pearl; it floats me out of myself, my stung skin as alien as a loose bolt of cloth.

What a lay me down this is with two pink, two orange, two green, two white goodnights.