When the wedding march sounds the resolute approach, the clock no longer ticks — Anne Morrow Lindbergh
America, which has the most glorious present still existing in the world today — Anne Morrow Lindbergh
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
For happiness one needs security, but joy can spring like a flower even from the cliffs of despair. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh
For sleep, one needs endless depths of blackness to sink into; daylight is too shallow, it will not cover one. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Grief can’t be shared. Everyone carries it alone. His own burden in his own way. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh
I believe that what woman resents is not so much giving herself in pieces as giving herself purposelessly. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh
I must write it all out, at any cost. Writing is thinking. It is more than living, for it is being conscious of living — Anne Morrow Lindbergh
If you surrender completely to the moments as they pass, you live more richly those moments. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh
It takes as much courage to have tried and failed as it does to have tried and succeeded. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh
One can never pay in gratitude: one can only pay ‘in kind’ somewhere else in life. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Only in growth, reform, and change, paradoxically enough, is true security to be found. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh
One should lie empty, open, choiceless as a beach – waiting for a gift from the sea. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Good communication is as stimulating as black coffee, and just as hard to sleep after. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh
If one is estranged from oneself, then one is estranged from others too. If one is out of touch with oneself — Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Perhaps middle-age is, or should be, a period of shedding shells; the shell of ambition — Anne Morrow Lindbergh
I do not believe that sheer suffering teaches. If suffering alone taught, all the world would be wise — Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Men kick friendship around like a football, but it doesn’t seem to crack. Women treat it like glass and it goes to pieces. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh