A Quote by Anne Sexton

Don't bite till you know if it's bread or stone. — © Anne Sexton
Don't bite till you know if it's bread or stone.
The bite of conscience, like the bite of a dog into a stone, is a stupidity.
When the bread basket comes to the table and I have a bite, people are like, "Oh, you eat bread?" I say, "Oh, my God, of course I eat bread. I'm human."
Do not bite at the bait of pleasure, till you know there is no hook beneath it.
Not till your thoughts cease all their branching here and there, not till you abandon all thoughts of seeking for something, not till your mind is motionless as wood or stone, will you be on the right road to the Gate.
It's very difficult to move yourself up bit by bit. It's like trying to eat an elephant for God's sake. I can do it. It's just I have to have it bite by bite, you know. It's possible. You can eat an elephant, but you have to do it bite by bite. You can't do it all in one go.
Love is ... the bite into bread again.
With aching hands and bleeding feet We dig and heap, lay stone on stone; We bear the burden and the heat Of the long day, and wish 'twere done. Not till the hours of light return All we have built do we discern.
The fangs of a bear, and the tusks of a wild boar, do not bite worse and make deeper gashes than a goose-quill sometimes; no, not even the badger himself, who is said to be so tenacious of his bite that he will not give over his hold till he feels his teeth meet and the bones crack.
I don't know if I could write a pop song without at least a little touch of bite in it, and it's usually not a bite that most people would want to sing.
Every thing thinks, but according to its complexity. If this is so, then stones also think...and this stone thinks only I stone, I stone, I stone. But perhaps it cannot even say I. It thinks: Stone, stone, stone... God enjoys being All, as this stone enjoys being almost nothing, but since it knows no other way of being, it is pleased with its own way, eternally satisfied with itself.
I like dogs better [than people]. They give you unconditional love. They either lick your face or bite you, but you always know where they're coming from. With people, you never know which ones will bite. The difference between dogs and men is that you know where dogs sleep at night.
And having looked to Government for bread, on the very first scarcity they will turn and bite the hand that fed them.
I asked for bread, and I got a stone in the shape of a pedestal.
Take the tale in your teeth, then, and bite till the blood runs, hoping it's not poison.
The people are hungry for the bread of life. Do not offer them a stone.
Never confide your secrets to paper; it is like throwing a stone in the air; and if you know who throws the stone, you do not know where it may fall.
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