Sarah Kay Quotes

It is December, and nobody asked if I was ready.

I love youas much as the oceankisses the shoreno matter how many timesit is sent away.

If you grow up the type of woman men want to look at,You can let them look at you.But do not mistake eyes for hands,Or windows for mirrors.Let them see what a woman looks like.They may not have ever s...

Because there's nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it's sent away.

To me, having the courage to tell your own story goes hand in hand with having the curiosity and humility to listen to others' stories.

My self-confidence can be measured out in teaspoons mixed into my poetry, and it still always tastes funny in my mouth.

Because rain will wash away everything, if you let it.

Be careful, darling. Your footsteps land heavy here. Your racket will wake the dragons.

When I hear other people's stories, I like to believe that they contribute to my 'Encyclopedia of Human Experience.' The stories I hear help me expand my definition of what love is, what pain feels li...

But I have seen the best of you and the worst of you, and I choose both

I have seen the best of you, and the worst of you, and I choose both.

If I should have a daughter, instead of 'Mom,' she's gonna call me 'Point B,' because that way she knows that no matter what happens, at least she can always find her way to me. And I'm going to paint...

It does not matter how long we have been kept in cages. It does not matter how strong your gravity is. We were always meant to fly.

It does not matter how strong your gravity is, we were always meant to fly.

I love youas much as the oceankisses the shore

If loving you means getting dirty, bring on the grime.

People used to tell me that i had beautiful handstold me so often, in fact, that one day i started to believe them until i asked my photographer father, hey daddy could i be a hand modelto which he sa...

Maybe Love stays. Maybe Love can’t. Maybe Love shouldn’t.Love arrives exactly when Love is supposed to and Love leaves exactly when Love must.When Love arrives, say, Welcome. Make yourself comfortable...

This is how I disappear in pieces.This is how I leave while not moving from my seat.This is how I dance away.This is how I'm gone before you wake.

My first spoken word poem, packed with all the wisdom of a 14-year-old, was about the injustice of being seen as unfeminine. The poem was very indignant, and mainly exaggerated, but the only spoken wo...