The most exhausting thing in life is being insincere. Anne Morrow Lindbergh exhaustinsincerelife Change image and share on social
For sleep, one needs endless depths of blackness to sink into; daylight is too shallow, it will not cover one. Anne Morrow Lindbergh blacknesscoverdaylight Change image and share on social
After all, I don't see why I am always asking for private, individual, selfish miracles when every year there are miracles like white dogwood. Anne Morrow Lindbergh dogwoodindividualmiracle Change image and share on social
Travelers are always discoverers, especially those who travel by air. There are no signposts in the sky to show a man has passed that way before. There are no channels marked. The flier breaks each second into new uncharted seas. Anne Morrow Lindbergh airbreakchannel share on social
Perhaps this is the most important thing for me to take back from beach-living: simply the memory that each cycle of the tide is valid; each cycle of the wave is valid; each cycle of a relationship is valid. Anne Morrow Lindbergh backbeachcycle share on social
How one hates to think of oneself as alone. How one avoids it. It seems to imply rejection or unpopularity. Anne Morrow Lindbergh avoidhateimply Change image and share on social
I do not believe that sheer suffering teaches. If suffering alone taught, all the world would be wise, since everyone suffers. To suffering must be added mourning, understanding, patience, love, openness and the willingness to remain vulnerable. Anne Morrow Lindbergh addlovemourn share on social
Arranging a bowl of flowers in the morning can give a sense of quiet in a crowded day - like writing a poem or saying a prayer. Anne Morrow Lindbergh arrangebowlcrowd Change image and share on social
Certain springs are tapped only when we are alone. Women need solitude in order to find again the true essence of themselves; that firm strand which will be the indispensable center of a whole web of human relationships. Anne Morrow Lindbergh centeressencefind share on social
What a circus act we women perform every day of our lives. Look at us. We run a tightrope daily, balancing a pile of books on the head. Baby-carriage, parasol, kitchen chair, still under control. Steady now! This is not the life of simplicity but the life of multiplicity that the wise men warn us of. Anne Morrow Lindbergh actbabybalance share on social