May Sarton Quotes

When one's dead, one's dead... This squirrel will become earth all in his time. And still later on, there'll grow new trees from him, with new squirrels skipping about in them. Do you think that's so very sad?

I died from a mineral and plant became, Died from the plant, took a sentient frame; Died from the beast, donned a human dress - When by my dying did I ever grow less.

If you want to have life, you have to die every moment for it. Life and death are only different expressions of the same thing looked at from different standpoints; they are the falling and the rising of the same wave, and the two form one whole.

when I become death. Death is the seed from which I grow.

The seed dies into a new life, and so does man.

Death is but an aspect of life, and the destruction of one material form is but a prelude to building up of another.

Every path leads homeward, every step is birth, every step is death, every grave is mother.

Birth into this life was the death of the embryo life that preceded; and the death of this will be birth into some new mode of being.

The most mighty of nature's laws is this, that out of Death she brings Life.

Life is a plant that grows out of death.

I think death is the most wonderful invention of life. It purges the system of these old models that are obsolete.

Just as one can make a lot of garlands from a heap of flowers, so man, subject to birth and death as he is, should make himself a lot of good karma.

The babe is at peace within the womb, the corpse is at rest within the tomb. We begin in what we end.

Life rises out of death, death rises out of life; in being opposite they yearn to each other, they give birth to each other and are forever reborn. And with them, all is reborn, the flower of the apple tree, the light of the stars. In life is death. In death is rebirth. What then is life without death? Life unchanging, everlasting, eternal?-What is it but death-death without rebirth?

We are ever dying to one world and being born into another.

From every ruin, life springs up again and everything that dies is born again.

I could not have known then that everybody, every person, has to leave, has to change like seasons; they have to or they die. The seasons remind me that I must keep changing.

One thing is made of another, and nature allows no new creation except at the price of death.

The end of a thing, is never the end, something is always being born like a year of a baby.

Death is the condition of higher and more fruitful life.

Birth and death are not two different states, but they are different aspects of the same state.

Have you ever noticed a tree standing naked against the sky, How beautiful it is? All its branches are outlined, and in its nakedness There is a poem, there is a song. Every leaf is gone and it is waiting for the spring. When the spring comes, it again fills the tree with The music of many leaves, Which in due season fall and are blown away. And this is the way of life.

Setting is preliminary to brighter rising; decay is a process of advancement; death is the condition of higher and more fruitful life.