We must relearn to be alone. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

How hard it is to have the beautiful interdependence of marriage and yet be strong in oneself alone. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Certain springs are tapped only when you’re alone. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

How one hates to think of oneself as alone. How one avoids it. It seems to imply rejection or unpopularity. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Grief can’t be shared. Everyone carries it alone. His own burden in his own way. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Woman must come of age by herself… She must find her true center alone. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

What a commentary on our civilization, when being alone is considered suspect; when one has to apologize for it, make excuses, hide the fact that one practices it–like a secret vice! — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Great problems that face the world today in both the private and the public sphere cannot be solved by women–or by men–alone. They can only be surmounted by men and women side by side. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

The most exhausting thing in life is being insincere. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Communication with another person––wasn’t it the realest thing in life? — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

One must lose one’s life to find it. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Life itself is always pulling you away from the understanding of Life. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Fame is a kind of death because it arrests life around the person in the public eye. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

One can never pay in gratitude; One can only pay in kind somewhere else in life. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

A simple enough pleAsure, surely, to hAve breAkfAst Alone with one’s husbAnd, but how seldom mArried people in the midst of life Achieve it. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

I find there is a quality to being alone that is incredibly precious. Life rushes back into the void, richer, more vivid, fuller than before. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Fame separates you from life. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

The most exhausting thing in life, I have discovered, is being insincere. That is why so much of social life is exhausting; one is wearing a mask. I have shed my mask. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

My Life cannot implement in action the demands of all the people to whom my heart responds. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Life is a gift, given in trust–like a child. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Woman’s normal occupations in general run counter to creative life, or contemplative life, or saintly life. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

I want a singleness of eye, a purity of intention, a central core to my life that will enable me to carry out these obligations and activities as well as I can. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

The shape of my life is, of course, determined by many things; my background and childhood, my mind and its education, my conscience and its pressures, my heart and its desires. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

I have been overcome by the beauty and richness of our life together, those early mornings setting out, those evenings gleaming with rivers and lakes below us, still holding the last light. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

If it is a woman’s function to give, she must be replenished, too. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

To give without any reward, or any notice, has a special quality of its own. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

And one perfect day can give clues for a more perfect life. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

I would like to achieve a state of inner spiritual grace from which I could function and give as I was meant to in the eye of God. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

People talk about love as if it were something you could give, like an armful of flowers. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

People talk about love as though it were something you could give, like an armful of flowers. And a lot of people give love like that––just dump it down on top of you, a useless strong–scented burden. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

And if flying, like a glass–bottomed bucket, can give you that vision, that seeing eye, which peers down on the still world below the choppy waves–it will always remain magic. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Love is a force. . . . It is not a result; it is a cause. It is not a product. It is a power, like money, or steam or electricity. It is valueless unless you can give something else by means of it. — 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

I think best with a pencil in my hand. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Can you write a book and have children at the same time? Yes, if you’re content to do it very very slowly. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Lost time is like a run in a stocking. It always gets worse. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Not knowing how to feed the spirit, we try to muffle its demands in distraction…What matters is that one be for a time inwardly attentive. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Eternally, woman spills herself away in driblets to the thirsty, seldom being allowed the time, the quiet, the peace, to let the pitcher fill up to the brim. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

By and large, mothers and housewives are the only workers who do not have regular time off. They are the great vacationless class. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

The web of marriage is made by propinquity, in the day to day living side by side, looking outward in the same direction. It is woven in space and in time of the substance of life itself. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Duration is not a test of truth or falsehood. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Why do progress and beauty have to be so opposed? — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Beauty cannot disguise nor music melt A pain undiagnosable but felt. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

The collector walks with blinders on; he sees nothing but the prize. In fact, the acquisitive instinct is incompatible with true appreciation of beauty. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Flying was a very tangible freedom. In those days, it was beauty, adventure, discovery–the epitome of breaking into new worlds. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

Too many people, too many demands, too much to do; competent, busy, hurrying people–It just isn’t living at all. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

One learns first of all in beach living the art of shedding; how little one can get along with, not how much. — 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

The only continuity possible in life, as in love, is in growth, in fluidity–in freedom. The only real security is… living in the present and accepting it as it is now. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh

The most ordinary everyday living is as delicate, as breath–taking, as difficult, takes as terrific physical and mental control and effort, as walking a tightrope. — Anne Morrow Lindbergh