And if I tried to give you something else, something outside myself, you would not know that the worst of anyone can be, finally, an accident of hope
Anne SextonNow I am just an elderly lady who is full of spleen, who humps around greater Boston in a God-awful hat, who never lived and yet outlived her time, hating men and dogs and Democrats.
Anne SextonWomen tell time by the body. They are like clocks. They are always fastened to the earth, listening for its small animal noises.
Anne Sexton