Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Anne Morrow LindberghChildbirth is a process through which two new beings are brought forth: a newborn and a mother.
Friendship is not the same for men and women — men kick friendship around like a football but it doesn't seem to break. Women treat it I ike glass and it goes to pieces.
Middle age is a period of shedding shells; the shell of ambition, the shell of material accumulations and possessions, the shell of the ego.
The Mother is the great vacationless class, the only worker who does not have regular time off.
The Oyster is like a woman’s life in the middle years of marriage: untidy, spread out in all directions, heavily encrusted with accumulations.
The Oyster is sprawling and uneven, spread out in all directions, rather like the house of a big family, pushing out one addition after another to hold its teeming life.
A Pilot is always a discoverer. 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.
The Sea is that which does not reward those who are too anxious, too greedy, or too impatient. Rather, it requires that one should lie empty, open, and choiceness as a beach, waiting for it to bestow a gift.
The Sea stimulates loneliness in us when we are by it. This loneliness, however, is personal and alive. It doesn't subdue one and make one feel abject; it is a stimulating loneliness.
Security is concerned with living in the present and accepting it as it is now. It is not about looking back or forward. It is not about owning, possessing, demanding, expecting, or even hoping.
