One current of continuity runs underneath all the abortive phases of my life. From childhood on I have been obliged to drop anything I was doing to run after any man who seemed to know a little more than I did about God . . . I most want to write about: how a modern woman has sought the face of God-not the name nor the fame but the face [ital] of God-and what adventures came to meet her on this ancient human path.
Mary AntinA long past vividly remembered is like a heavy garment that clings to your limbs when you would run.
Mary AntinIt is only that my illusion is more real to me than reality. And so do we often build our world on an error, and cry out that the universe is falling to pieces, if any one but lift a finger to replace the error by truth.
Mary AntinThe apex of my civic pride and personal contentment was reached on the bright September morning when I entered the public school.
Mary Antin