“I feel like an inadequate machine, a machine that breaks down at crucial moments, grinds to a dreadful hault, 'won't go,' or, even worse, explodes in some innocent person's face.”May Sarton Source: Journal of a Solitude
“Wrinkles here and there seem unimportant compared to the Gestalt of the whole person I have become in this past year.”May Sarton Source: Journal of a Solitude
“It is a waste of time to see people who have only a social surface to show. I will make every effort to find out the real person, but if I can't, then I am upset and cross. Time wasted is poison.”May Sarton Source: Journal of a Solitude
“At some point I believe one has to stop holding back for fear of alienating some imaginary reader or real relative or friend, and come out with personal truth.”May Sarton